Chapter 23 Protecting His Lady

When Huo Qing and An Ran showed up at the auction venue, they caught everyone’s eyes.

Huo Qing had outstanding looks, to begin with, and with his status in City A, many people wanted to go up and talk to him.

An Ran stood beside him. Although her makeup was a bit too heavy tonight, An Ran had good-looking facial features, so she looked good no matter how much makeup she put on.

Although it seemed slightly strange that they came here together, why did they look so great together?

“Who’s the woman next to Huo Qing?”

“The woman next to Huo Qing looks so flirtatious. She’s obviously not a virtuous lady. She isn’t even comparable to me!”

A bunch of women was mumbling at the side, wishing that they could go up and hold Huo Qing’s arm instead.

Zhao Min, who stood at the side, was also extremely jealous.

“Who is that woman? Who is she to stand next to Huo Qing?”

Zhao Min deliberately walked to Huo Qing and pretended to drop something so that she could pick it up. Her body leaned forward when picking it up, revealing her big breasts to Huo Qing on purpose. An Ran, who was standing next to Huo Qing, almost got nauseous when she saw Zhao Min doing this. She rolled her eyes at the scene.

However, Huo Qing did not even give Zhao Min a look. He was even a little disgusted.

Huo Qing said, “Miss, you’re blocking our

way.”

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“I-I’m sorry, President Huo.”

Zhao Min quickly moved away as she was afraid that Huo Qing would get angry.

A group of people surrounded Huo Qing and discussed their business. An Ran felt bored being all alone.

Zhao Min saw that An Ran was alone, so she walked up and tried to start a conversation with her.

An Ran did not want to entertain Zhao Min, so she wanted to go somewhere else.

Zhao Min walked beside An Ran and tripped An Ran up with her leg.

“Hiss…”

An Ran sprained her ankle again.

Seeing Zhao Min’s smug look, An Ran pushed her to the ground when she was not paying attention.

“Ah!”

“You b*tch, how dare you push me!” Zhao Min shouted like she had gone mad.

An Ran and Zhao Min were tugging at each other on the ground, attracting the attention of the people in the venue.

Zhao Min reached out her hands to pull An Ran’s hair and accidentally pulled off her wig.

Seeing An Ran’s soft hair falling down and her gaze, Zhao Min suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was somewhat familiar. “It’s you… An Ran?!”

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An Ran was stunned for a few seconds before she decided that she might as well take off her fake eyelashes and her wig and reveal her original appearance.

An Ran had looked pretty with her former look, but now she looked like a pure and innocent little girl, making everyone look at her with admiration.

“An Ran? Why are you here? I thought that you couldn’t enter without an invitation letter?” Zhao Min was also stunned and could not help but ask.

“Why do you care how I got in? Why are you everywhere?!” An Ran was also angry and did not want to engage in this conversation with her.

“You must have gotten in by selling your looks. An Ran, I didn’t expect you to be so desperate now.” Zhao Min attacked An Ran personally.

“Look at your flirtatious appearance. You think you can get close to Huo Qing this way? Dream on!”

All of a sudden, everyone was pointing their fingers at An Ran.

Huo Qing, who was surrounded by a group of people, heard the noise over there. He was worried that An Ran would get in trouble, so he quickly walked over to take a look.

When Huo Qing saw that Zhao Min was bullying An Ran, he clenched his fists.

“A girl bullying another girl?” Huo Qing mocked. “I…” Zhao Min did not expect him to come over, so she was speechless.

“An Ran is my lady. Anyone who wants to bully her has to get my permission first!” Huo Qing said this to everyone present.

After saying this, Huo Qing carried An Ran to the lounge.

The fact that Huo Qing had called An Ran “his lady” made her very shy.

“Uh… I’m not your lady! But thank you for helping me out.”

“I wasn’t joking. I was serious,” Huo Qing said while looking at An Ran affectionately.

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An Ran pretended not to hear him and played dumb.

In the lounge, Huo Qing placed An Ran on a stool and asked if her feet hurt.

“It’s not serious. It’ll be fine soon. Don’t worry.”

“Take a rest first. The auction will start soon,” Huo Qing said.

“Okay.”