You Owe Me, My Love novel Chapter 350

Chapter 350 All That Glitters Is Not Gold

“Perhaps what?” Liu Yan asked.

Wu Nian then looked at Liu Yan. “Shen Yiyan wields a lot of power in Xyperia. He shouldn’t have a problem getting me a fake marriage certificate.”

Hearing that, Liu Yan furrowed her brows. “You’re throwing your happiness away,” she said, her voice full of pity.

Wu Nian clutched Liu Yan’s hand and smiled. “I know what I’m doing.”

However, Liu Yan pulled her hand back and turned her gaze toward the table. There was sorrow on her face as she mumbled, “I’m afraid I can’t help you with this as I’ll be leaving for Dartan soon. Even if Shen Yiyan can help you, it’d only be temporary.”

Wu Nian thought as much.

Liu Yan was the only reason Shen Yiyan would agree to help her. Once Liu Yan was out of the picture, not only would he not offer his assistance, he might even try to get back at her.

She had been a burden to Liu Yan for two years now. Thus, she didn’t want Liu Yan to sacrifice any more for her.

“I have other ideas,” Wu Nian replied with a smile to reassure Liu Yan.

Liu Yan’s eyes were red and puffy as she looked at a smiling Wu Nian. “Can’t you leave with me? I’m worried about you.”

“I’ll be fine. I promise.”

“Why don’t you try asking Aaron for help? After all, he’s influential in Ustrana, and Shen Yiyan’s power doesn’t extend there. Moreover, you wouldn’t have to worry about Su Xuyan again if you had Aaron’s protection,” Liu Yan proposed.

“Don’t worry. I know what I should do.” Wu Nian seemed pretty confident of herself as she had a smile on the entire time.

At that moment, Liu Yan’s heart sank. For some reason, she felt very uneasy about it.

Right then, the auction began.

There were twelve items in this auction round.

Liu Yan had been looking forward to the oil painting “Dream Girl.”

Eight items had subsequently been auctioned off, but the oil painting was still nowhere to be seen.

The ninth item was a jade necklace with a starting price of ten million. Every raise of the paddle added two hundred thousand to it.

Liu Yan rolled her eyes at these wealthy bidders. The price of the necklace was equivalent to that of a villa in A City. Weren’t they afraid of getting robbed if they wore such an expensive piece of jewelry?

“Ten million! Any bids higher than ten million?” the auctioneer enthusiastically announced.

“Ten million two hundred thousand, ten million four hundred thousand… THIRTEEN MILLION! Thirteen million going once, thirteen million going twice, SOLD! Congratulations to this bidder! You have gotten yourself a beautiful jade necklace.”

Liu Yan followed the direction of the auctioneer’s gaze to see who that wealthy bidder was.

To her surprise, it was Aaron. The man smiled before turning to lock eyes with Liu Yan, acknowledging her with a gentleman’s nod.

Liu Yan excitedly squeezed Wu Nian’s hand as she whispered, “The successful bidder was Aaron. I knew he was rich, but who knew he was so rich?”

“Didn’t Aaron mention before that it was his grandmother who wanted the necklace? The titles in their family are hereditary, which meant that his grandmother would have even more power over him. He wouldn’t be able to turn her down even if he wanted to,” Wu Nian explained.

“Oh, so that’s how it is.”

They had come to the last item of the auction, and it was finally the “Dream Girl” oil painting that Liu Yan wanted. The opening price was five hundred thousand, with every raise of the paddle adding twenty thousand to it.

Liu Yan was the first to bid for it. “It doesn’t seem too expensive. I should be able to win it with my budget of ten million,” she told Wu Nian, barely able to contain her excitement.

Right then, Wu Nian turned around and saw Su Xuyan’s eyes boring into hers. He had an air of arrogance about him as the corners of his mouth turned up in a devilish smile.

“Go ahead and bid eight million,” Wu Nian quietly told Liu Yan.

Liu Yan was dumbfounded. “What? Why?”

“There are people who are here specifically for “Dream Girl.” And I’m sure they all have a price that they’re willing to pay for it. We’ll bid eight million and see if anyone outbids you. Judging by how much they outbid you by, you’ll know if you can still get this painting,” Wu Nian reasoned.

Liu Yan had complete faith in Wu Nian’s judgment as she raised her paddle. “I bid eight million!”