Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 206 Daddy’s a Broke Loser_1

From the perspective of criminal psychology, any deviant has undoubtedly suffered very serious psychological trauma. If you trace it back, they may even be quite pitiful.

But Xiao Ming hadn’t played the saint in either of his lives, so he never felt that so-called psychological trauma was a reason to harm the innocent.

What’s more, these days, people who don’t have some psychological shadows are almost embarrassed to step out and greet others, so why is it just you who’s turned bad?

If you’re going to be aberrant, why not do it in front of bad people, huh? Bullying good people is no skill at all.

Trash is trash, it’s in the bones, and it has nothing to do with whether you’re mentally ill or not.

Therefore, faced with Xue Yuan Shan’s pained and twisted face, Xiao Ming crossed his legs in a relaxed manner, lit a cigarette, and watched with a look of enjoyment.

"Why?"

Recalling that he couldn’t stay long, Xue Yuan Shan forcibly suppressed his emotions and asked through gritted teeth, "Why do you know so much, so clearly?

Just who are you, exactly?"

"That’s another twenty million US dollars, you know!" Xiao Ming kindly reminded, "Moving so much, if Old Zhuang finds out later, that little bit of so-called ’favoritism’ won’t work anymore."

Xue Yuan Shan pursed his lips: "Then you’re telling me all this, you can’t possibly want nothing in return, right?"

"I really don’t have much I want. Or, let’s say..."

Xiao Ming blew smoke in his direction and smiled, "the very thing you’re planning to do is what I want, which is why I reminded you about Zhuang Wending.

Helping you is helping myself.

Get it?"

Xue Yuan Shan was silent for a moment: "How will I contact you in the future?"

"You don’t need to contact me. Let’s just act like we don’t know each other.

Old Zhuang seems to be in a hurry; you should head back now."

Xue Yuan Shan straightened up, gazed deeply into Xiao Ming’s eyes, noted his room card number, muttered a thank you, and then quickly returned to Zhuang Luonian’s side.

"What took you so long?" Zhuang Luonian asked discontentedly.

"Oh, maybe it was the way I spoke at first that caused a bit of a misunderstanding.

After all, this is a gambling boat, and it also involves money. It’s understandable for someone alone to be a bit more vigilant.

Fortunately, I explained things clearly afterward, and he said he indeed saw something like a card being blown into the sea but thought it was just a piece of paper, so he didn’t pay it any mind.

This time Shan was too careless and almost caused trouble, willing to accept Grandpa’s punishment."

Xue Yuan Shan’s excuse was watertight, his attitude humble, and in the end, he even looked a bit wronged, naturally making Zhuang Luonian feel even more affectionate, whispering something into the little "puppy’s" ear, which immediately made Xue Yuan Shan flush shyly like a young woman.

Xiao Ming, watching from a distance, felt utterly disgusted and his whole body turned cold.

The saddest relationship in the world is between the old and the young.

No matter how wise people once were, as soon as they fall for someone younger in their old age, they instantly become foolish, and there are plenty of examples of brilliant young monarchs who became senile as they aged.

About ten minutes later, another auction item was sold, and the auctioneer told a couple of jokes to lighten the mood before finally announcing the next item up for auction.

Xiao Ming instinctively sat up straight, feeling a subtle excitement building.

The woman in the kimono behind him noticed this and turned her gaze to the stage as well.

With upbeat BGM, a pair of girls dressed in JK uniforms walked from behind the curtains to the front stage.

The short-haired sister remained calm, holding a cylindrical object that looked like a tube for holding drawings, except it was excessively long, at least one and a half meters.

The younger sister with long hair hung her eyelids slightly, her fair face flushed, like a small animal that accidentally ran out of the forest, ready to turn and flee at any moment.

Delicate and timid, she evoked in me a feeling of pity.

I must say, the auction house really knows how to market.

The sisters were already fair and youthful, with the older sister cold as ice and the younger sister soft as water. Dressed in the symbol-laden JK uniform, their charm instantly escalated.

Most men harbor two types of desires towards women: conquest and protection.

And these sisters ticked both boxes.

Moreover, the auctioneer announced with an infectious tone that although both girls had their independent consciousness erased, no amount of intervention from the doll factory’s trainers could sever the bond between the sisters.

Unless one of them did something to harm their master, even if forcibly ordered, the other would not hurt her counterpart.

But once they acknowledged a master, they would submit completely, regard the master as a deity, even more obedient than a pet dog -- so how could they possibly cause harm to their master?

Therefore, although there was a possibility they might defy their master’s orders, they were still deemed perfect.

As for the various skills possessed by the older sister, as well as the younger sister’s serving techniques, there was no need for an extended introduction. The dolls previously auctioned off had proven that anything coming from the Super Doll Factory was of the highest quality!

After the introduction, the auctioneer finally announced the starting bid, and just as Xiao Ming had predicted, it was from nine million nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand US dollars.

As soon as the words were spoken, a plump socialite raised her bid number high.

"9.99 million! Lady number 032 bids 9.99 million, any higher... Ah, gentleman number 057 adds two hundred thousand, the current bid is now 10.19 million US dollars, anyone else..."

The auctioneer’s mouth worked like a machine gun, extremely fast and crystal clear, while the audience underneath seemed to have gone mad, raising their bid numbers as if playing Whac-A-Mole, one falling and another popping up immediately.

Xiao Ming grimaced.

Because each minimum increment was two hundred thousand.

It might not seem like a lot, but keep in mind this was in US dollars! Converted to Hua Currency, that’s fourteen to fifteen million -- enough for a regular family of three to live on for a lifetime in our country.

But here, it merely equated to the privilege of raising a bid number.

In just four or five minutes, the bid for the sisters had reached sixty-five million, and the fervor in the room finally began to cool down a bit.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Ming couldn’t help but curse, "Why does it feel like I’m the only pauper in the whole world, where the hell do I go to reason this out?"

Suddenly, a burst of laughing and joking reached his ears not far off. He turned to look and saw four or five smartly dressed men and women entering the auction.

They were all tipsy, completely ignoring the disapproving looks from around them, and mumbled in their language as they stumbled their way in.

Xiao Ming felt that choosing to board the ship tonight might have been a mistake; it was becoming increasingly like getting food stuck in his teeth even when drinking water.

Because, as the group joked among themselves, Big Pancake Face glanced his way. His smile froze for an instant, then twisted into a snarl like a dog robbed of its bone, barking, "Han Country Swine!"

This outburst even drew the auctioneer’s attention. Immediately, two men in black stepped forward, barking a fierce, "Shut up!"

One of the group, a young man who was relatively handsome, backhanded Big Pancake Face across the cheek, then apologized to the men in black with a smile.

The men in black made it clear: Shape up or ship out. One more outburst and they’d all be shark food.

Eyeing Xiao Ming, the young man squinted and then made his way over.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming shook his head in resignation and muttered, "If there’s any country in the world whose people are inherently despicable and trashy to the core, it must be those folks."

The woman in the kimono behind him covered her mouth with a smile at these words, her eyes alight with interest.