Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online-Chapter 1597 - 1600: Two Males Competing for a Beauty 4

Ling Yin’s gaze was deep: "Forget it, in this life I hate the Beggar Sect leader the most."

"Come on, you have countless underlings, so cool, you don’t even have to go to the streets yourself, just let your underlings go out and beg for you, hahaha..."

Hua Hua laughed but felt the atmosphere was a bit off, his smile gradually stiffened: "What? Just joking, no need to show me that cold expression, right?"

"Don’t make those kinds of jokes." Ling Yin said with a straight face, "What’s so funny? Laughing so exaggeratedly?"

Hua Hua shifted slightly to distance himself, to avoid being frozen by his low mood: "No sense of humor at all!"

"It’s just afraid I’ll spend all your money? Take it back, I don’t covet a lousy card!" Hua Hua threw the card back to him, "Don’t worry, you’ll never be the Beggar Sect leader!"

Ling Yin placed the card back on Hua Hua’s lap, softening his tone: "That’s not what I meant, you can spend this card as you please."

"No, I can’t afford to spend it, what if one day it’s all gone, and you end up becoming a beggar in Beggar Sect, wouldn’t that be a grave sin," Hua Hua said, obviously unhappy.

Ling Yin stopped talking, focusing on the auction, occasionally bidding on things he found nice. He still favored the pair of Rolex wristwatches, a perfect match as couple watches for him and Hua Hua.

Hua Hua acted arrogantly for a long time, yet Ling Yin surprisingly didn’t coax him, feeling uneasy inside, turned to look at his expression, finding him with a stern face seemingly angry, he couldn’t understand what was there to be angry about, it was just a little joke.

Hua Hua glared fiercely, after a long glare, Ling Yin finally turned his gaze.

They stared at each other, Hua Hua looked away again, and snorted.

Ling Yin sighed: "I don’t like you joking with me like that."

Hua Hua said: "Don’t worry, you’ll never be the Beggar Sect leader, you have capability, you have authority, a typical eligible bachelor, if anyone’s going to beg it should be someone like me, what are you worried about!"

"I’ll never let you go begging, ever!"

Ling Yin said this expressionlessly while looking at Hua Hua. Although there was some self-mockery in Hua Hua’s words, Ling Yin found this topic truly terrible, he disliked talking about anything related to begging and loathed those who forced others to beg. After saying these words, he remained silent, maintaining an upright posture, leisurely shifting his attention back to the auction.

Hua Hua raised his bidding paddle: "Eight million!"

Without even noticing what was being auctioned on stage, feeling vexed, just wanting something to vent his frustration, when he heard someone bid seven million, he immediately followed up, humph, giving me attitude? I’ll make you feel the pain.

Someone bid: "Eight and a half million!"

Hua Hua: "Ten million!"

Ling Yin clearly felt Hua Hua was haphazardly bidding, that bronze porcelain item had been arbitrarily raised to ten million, and he knew Hua Hua had no interest in such antiques. Ling Yin sighed inside, tugged his sleeve: "You won’t like that bronze porcelain, stop bidding."

Hua Hua pushed away his hand aggrievedly: "Feeling pain in your heart? Don’t worry, I’ll ask my brother for the money, won’t spend a penny of yours."

Though he said that, he felt impulsive inside, why be such a sucker, then realized on stage it was actually a piece of bronze porcelain.

"Is there anyone else bidding?" On stage, the host’s voice was deep and smooth.

Hua Hua decided if someone else bid again, he would keep silent, yet at this moment, there was no sound whatsoever.