His Glamorous Reborn Wife novel Chapter 749

The way Fu Xiuyuan held the box made people think that there was only one strand of hair left in the world, which was why it was so precious.

Yue Lanchen picked up two or three strands of hair from Shi Jin's shoulder and held them in front of Fu Xiuyuan. "Brother Xiuyuan, come, this is worth two to three hundred million. I'll give you a discount. Give me a hundred million!"

Fu Xiuyuan tapped him on the head.

Yue Lanchen held his head. "I'm about to be knocked silly by you guys!"

"You make it sound like you were actually smart." Fu Xiuyuan rolled his eyes at him.

On the side, Shi Jin laughed uncontrollably.

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This auction had given Zeng Guangzhi a tight slap in the face.

He had put in a lot of effort with the reporters and bought a lot of articles to send out. However, compared to Shi Jin and Jian Liang, it was like comparing a person who had picked up a sesame seed to the person who picked up the watermelon.

Nothing good had been gained except a round of ridicule.

Shi Jin and Jian Liang's publicity was simply too good.

"Alright, I'll buy the tickets as soon as Phoenix Tree opens! I really have a good impression of celebrities who

do charity!" "I told you early on that Shi Jin is really beautiful and kind. No one else can compare to the charity she's done."

"Upstairs, if you want to brag about our daughter, just do it. There's no need to bring anyone else in case we attract criticism."

"Yes, yes, yes. Brag on our own. Also, brag about Jian Liang."

"Jian Liang and Shi Jin's relationship is really good. Moreover, Jian Liang's rise is visible to the naked eye. J Jewelry actually gave her the brooch! Not bad!"

With this charity event, Jian Liang's business endorsement improved visibly.

It wasn't just that she was doing charity and getting J Jewlery's brooch. It was that at this fashion magazine event, she had indeed worn clothes borrowed from a brand, but she wore it well. J Jewelry's brooch also complimented her.

Some brands had yet to reach the threshold of touching Shi Jin. They would have to choose representatives from artists like Fan Yueqi and Jian Liang. Under such circumstances, it was obvious who they would choose.

It was also around this time that Yue Lanchen would receive his grades.

The grades of this kind of exam would not be available online. Instead, they had to go to school and wait for the teacher to give them the results.

Madam Yue personally drove him to school again.

"Son, it's alright. Even if it's not especially good, we can still..." Madam Yue said earnestly.

"Got it, Mom."

"Then I'll wait for you here." Madam Yue stopped the car and watched her son jog away.

The other madams that came were all driven by chauffeurs. When they saw Madam Yue, they greeted her with a smile. "It's Lanchen's mother."

Madam Yue's status was actually higher than these people. However, she had always been approachable and gentle. Everyone was used to calling her Lanchen's mother. This made them seem close, as if their relationship had pulled tighter. It was the relationship between the children's parents, not the difference in other statuses.

"Hello," Madam Yue said with a smile.

At this moment, the children came over after getting their results.

"Mom, I got in." One of the kids came running, laughing.

His mother was overjoyed. "Oh my, my son has really made something of himself!"

As the children returned one by one, some of them did well and were in high spirits. Others did not do well and were crestfallen.

The mother in the bucket hat, who had been acting up the most, saw her son approaching with a basketball. "How's it going?" she asked.

"Don't ask. Let's go." He threw the basketball, venting his frustration. He obviously hadn't done well.

The basketball hit someone else's car and scraped off a piece of paint. It bounced back and slammed into a stray dog, making it shiver and howl in pain. He pretended nothing had happened.

Looking at his unruly appearance, Madam Yue shook her head secretly.

Bucket hat mother was about to leave with her son when Yue Lanchen walked over.

She didn't move for a moment, wanting to see Yue

Lanchen's score.

"How is it, son?" Madam Yue asked cautiously.

"Mom..." Yue Lanchen raised his deer-like eyes and glanced at her. Madam Yue's heart ached and she was worried.