Chapter Eleven: The Tyrannical Man

  This low-key auction has become exceptionally mysterious because of this man who is hidden in a VIP room and hasn't appeared for a long time.

  Everyone was in an uproar, wondering who would dare to bid against the son of S City's richest man, Han Shikai, for a famous painting!

  People with such courage can be counted on one's fingers!!

  Xia Zhitong's mind was in a state of confusion, she couldn't even sort out her own thoughts.

  Why was the man sitting in the first row under the stage, Han Shikai, so strange to her, while the mysterious man from just now not only sounded familiar but also had a tone that was so familiar!

  Inside the package.

  "Young master, didn't you say... this auction, was just to take a look, and wouldn't make a move..." A black-clad bodyguard asked respectfully.

  The man was extremely handsome, and in the dimly lit room, only a few weak rays of light penetrated, but they carved his deep and delicate features even more exquisitely, revealing a hint of mystery and yet cold colors. His thin lips were slightly raised, and his sharp eyes like an eagle's fiercely grasped the woman on stage who was wandering around in confusion.

  "Because, a prey worthy of making hunters appear has emerged! It's a... lost little white rabbit!"

  Suddenly, his powerful hands pushed open the magnificently crafted wooden door that was slightly ajar, and when he appeared before everyone, it seemed as if all the spotlights were shining on him.

  His absolutely beautiful and enchanting handsome face naturally moves people's hearts, and with his tall and robust figure, the extremely simple-looking Italian bespoke suit on him appears luxurious and noble.

  He walked elegantly and steadily down, step by step moving away from the crowd to the already somewhat dimly lit stage front, leaping onto the stage.

  Those black eyes suddenly became even more profound, his gaze fell on Xia Zhitong's body without any concealment, with sharp eyes, depicting the snowy skin of her round shoulders...

  Han Shikai smiled lightly and said, "I seem to have lost interest in this painting, let me give it to my friend!"

  Xia Zhitong's gaze darted back and forth between Han Shikai below the stage and the man on it, her hands clenched tightly around the frame of the painting, her heart racing as if it was about to leap out of her small body.

  The man withdrew his gaze and coldly said to the auctioneer on one side, "Thirty million, in addition to this painting, I also want to buy this woman!!"

  "Xia Zhitong glared at him angrily, 'You... how dare you buy me out? I'm not a commodity!!'"

  She clutched the painting tightly and was about to turn around and run away. A tall male figure suddenly blocked her way!!

  The man's eyes locked onto hers, his lips curled up slightly at the corners as he reached out to snatch the painting from her hand!!

  Xia Zhitong tightly grasped the carved picture frame, which had hooked onto her white veil.

  She found that the picture frame and white dress were hooked together!!

  "You... you can't just grab this painting, otherwise I..."

  The man gave a cold smile, ignoring Xia Zhi Tong's dodges, and accurately grabbed the frame, pulling it with force!!

  All I heard was "hiss——" a sound of fabric tearing apart!!

  Xia Zhitong felt a slight pain in her fingertips, because the painting had been taken away from her, and her chest also felt a sudden chill as her clothes were torn apart.

  She seemed to see a few cold sneers from those dark eyes!!

  "Oh no!! My clothes are torn!! I'm... I'm exposed!!"

  The crowd below all stood up in surprise, their eyes even more scorching as they stared at a white gauze slowly falling from the smooth snowy skin...

  Can't wait to see a good show!!