NOVEL NEXT Chapter 47
Chapter 47 – Salted Fish That Can’T Turn Over
Chapter 47 Salted fish that can’t turn over
Most of the items in this auction are antiques and jewelry. Although each piece is valuable, none of them are what Xiao Jiuhan wants.
In the blink of an eye, the auction was already in the second half. She covered her lips and coughed a few times, rubbing her forehead.
—Smoking addiction again.
A new lot has just been sent to the auction block. It is an antique calligraphy and painting by a famous artist. The auctioneer just started to introduce it. Judging from the reactions of the people around, this round of auction should last for a while.
Xiao Jiuhan got up and came out of the venue, entered the lounge next to him, took out the chewing gum from his coat and put it in his mouth.
There was no one in the lounge. She was sitting on the sofa, propping her upper body on her elbows.
“Jiuhan, are you feeling unwell?”
Seeing Xiao Jiuhan leave just now, it was inconvenient for him to ask, so he followed him out.
Jiang Chen stepped forward, trying to hold Xiao Jiuhan’s shoulder, but Xiao Jiuhan swung him away.
“Do not touch me!”
People who are addicted to cigarettes will inevitably have an unstable temper. Xiao Jiuhan waved his hand unexpectedly with great force, Jiang Chen’s back of his hand was aching, and his expression was a little sad.
Really, can’t we go back to the past?
There was another footstep at the door of the lounge. Jiang Chen subconsciously turned around and saw Fu Ronglan walking in alone.
“Hello.” After a distance, Jiang Chen took the initiative to greet.
Fu Ronglan glanced at him, walked silently to the other side of the sofa and sat down.
The other party was so indifferent, Jiang Chen didn’t take the liberty to step forward, he was more worried about Xiao Jiuhan now.
“Jiuhan, you seem to be suffering, I’d better take you to the hospital!”
Xiao Jiuhan kept his head down, tried his best to control his emotions, and said in a muffled voice: “I just want to be alone now, please go out.”
“…Well, if there is something, don’t hold on, I’m right outside.”
Xiao Jiuhan ignored it.
Jiang Chen turned and walked out of the lounge sadly.
The sound of closing the door came, Xiao Jiuhan let out a long breath, leaned his head on the sofa, and let out a muffled cough in his throat.
Footsteps could be heard in her ears. She knew that there were other people in the lounge, so she didn’t pay attention. She felt that the sofa beside her was slightly sagging under the pressure.
A cool hand rested on her forehead.
“Who?”
Xiao Jiuhan immediately opened his eyes, trying to sit up straight and look at the people around him, but his hand exerted strength and pressed her head firmly on the sofa.
“Don’t move.” A mellow and gorgeous voice came, and the tone of command was irresistible.
Xiao Jiuhan’s eyes turned to the side, and when he saw the other person’s face, his eyes widened even wider.
“you again!”
She struggled a bit, but her head was held down, like a fish nailed to a chopping board, her tail fluttered, but she couldn’t turn over.
**** it!
She raised her hand to grab the hand on her forehead, but even if she grabbed Fu Ronglan’s wrist with both hands, Fu Ronglan’s hand didn’t move at all, as if it was welded to her forehead.
“Let go!”
Fu Ronglan crossed her legs, sat beside her and looked ahead, keeping a hand on her forehead, but never replied to her.
Xiao Jiuhan was pinned on the back of the sofa and looked up at the sky. Her movements were a bit funny. After several attempts to get rid of her but failed, she gave up struggling, her arms hanging limply by her sides, like a resigned salted fish.
Fu Ronglan obviously used the spiritual power of ancient martial arts, and she is much stronger than her. Even if she broke her fingers, there is probably nothing she can do.
After giving up struggling, Xiao Jiuhan quickly noticed something strange.
(end of this chapter)