Fallen To The Ruthless Obssessive CEO-Chapter 518 - 445: The Shawl Auction

Jiang Ruan has a small appetite, and she felt full after eating the fruit.

The waiter brought over wine and drinks, politely asking, "Mr. Bo, Miss Jiang, what would you like to drink?"

Bao Ye glanced at the tray of drinks, his gaze settling on the wine, his voice magnetic, "What wine is this?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Waiter: "Lafite from 1983."

Jiang Ruan couldn’t help but sigh, the organizers are really generous, offering Lafite from 1983 to entertain guests.

"We’ll have this one," Bao Ye said.

"Certainly." The waiter placed the Lafite in front of Bao Ye, "Miss Jiang, what about you?"

The waiter introduced, "These fruit wines are crafted by our boss’s vineyard, and the taste is exquisite. They have little alcohol content, perfect for ladies. There are lychee, grape, and strawberry flavors..."

Jiang Ruan smiled, "I’ll have the strawberry one then, thank you."

After placing the fruit wine down, the waiter nodded politely, "Enjoy your drinks, feel free to call me if you need anything."

Then he turned and left.

Once he was out of earshot, Jiang Ruan leaned in close to Bao Ye’s ear and whispered, "What’s the background of the auction’s owner? Offering Lafite from 1983 for guests, this wine must be worth seven figures at least! Quite lavish, huh?"

Bao Ye’s dark eyes flashed with amusement, he replied, "I don’t know, but I’ve heard he’s an overseas Chinese."

"Generations of holding auctions, he’s probably seen rare treasures from all around the world. In his eyes, Lafite from 1983 is no different from regular red wine."

Jiang Ruan nodded, "I see."

"And the staff are trained well. The quality of service most reflects the master’s prowess. Didn’t you hear that waiter earlier? Addressing us directly, they must have been meticulously trained."

Bao Ye responded with an "Mm", preparing to say more before the host’s voice came through, "Up next for auction is a hundred-year heritage Shu Brocade Cloud Gauze from Suzhou. I don’t need to explain how rare this is, right?"

"Starting bid, two million!"

Jiang Ruan glanced over, her gaze landing on the fabric in pure white embroidered with patterns, indeed lovely and ethereal.

But that price is way too steep.

Remembering Bao Ye mentioning he wanted to buy her a shawl.

Jiang Ruan instinctively remarked, "This shawl is just..."

She didn’t finish speaking as several bids came in, increasing by fifty thousand each, when suddenly a man’s steady and powerful voice broke out beside her.

"Five million!"

With those words, many people around turned to look.

You have to know, starting at two million, a few wealthy women fancied it but thought it was too expensive, at most they’d push it to three hundred fifty thousand.

Not wanting to add any more money.

Bao Ye, however, just added five million without hesitation.

Caught by surprise, the ladies interested in the shawl shook their heads in resignation; they already found three hundred thousand expensive.

Let alone five million.

Jiang Ruan’s eyes widened, her fingertips tugging at Bao Ye’s shirt sleeve, "I don’t want it, Bao Ye, spending five million on a shawl, are you overflowing with money?"

Bao Ye firmly held her hand, gazing deeply into her bright black eyes, patiently explaining, "Shu Brocade Cloud Gauze is rare, especially of this quality, perfect as a shawl for you."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to her ear, "In the future, whenever you wear a camisole out, just drape it over, except for events, don’t let other men see randomly."

His possessiveness was beyond strong.

Jiang Ruan found it amusing and exasperating.

With Bao Ye bidding five million, such a high price, no one else could keep up.

Behind the scenes, everyone talked; Bao Ye was blatantly lavish, spending five million on a shawl just to win a lady’s smile.

Once the waiter brought the shawl over, Jiang Ruan’s fingers barely touched it, instantly falling in love.

"Wow, this shawl is so smooth and silky, it feels like ice silk."

Bao Ye removed the coat draped over her shoulder, "Want to try it on?"

Jiang Ruan draped it over her shoulders, adjusting casually, then looked up at Bao Ye, "How does it look, is it pretty?"

Blue camisole dress paired with a white shawl.

It seemed to make her look even younger.

Bao Ye stared at her fair cheeks, his eyes deepening a few shades, he responded, "Mm, it’s beautiful."

"There’s a sense of a Republic-era student."

Her camisole dress was a form-fitting straight design, somewhat resembling a Republic-era student’s cheongsam.

With this shawl, it was akin to the finishing touch, making her even more stunning.

"Really?" Jiang Ruan blinked, playfully sticking her tongue out at him, "Then how about someday I get you a set of new-style Chinese, I think new-style Chinese would definitely suit you."

She truly meant it.

Bao Ye’s face, his physique.

He’s like a natural walking clothes hanger, looking good in anything.

She was enthusiastic, and Bao Ye, not wanting to dampen her spirits, replied with a smile, "Alright."