The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Gu Tingshen's warning was effective. Even though there were still people who challenged his authority and mocked Huo Niannian, they were all taken care of one by one. No one dared to say anything else on the internet.    

    

Those with long eyes could see how nervous Gu Tingshen was about Huo Niannian. He protected her like a princess.    

    

This matter finally came to an end. Huo Niannian's work life was finally restored to its former tranquility.    

    

"Yes, can you help me find out who sold that pair of gold plated jade slips?"    

    

In the office, Huo Niannian was leaning against the sofa and making a phone call.    

    

Huo Niannian did not manage to get her Golden Soaked Jade Charms back in the accident that day. She wanted to buy them back. However, she did not know who bought it.    

    

There were many auction items on that day, and they had not gone through Cheng Yaqing's hands. She did not know either, so she contacted the auction company that day.    

    

At this moment, the person who was talking to Huo Niannian was the organizer.    

    

"According to the records, it was Mister Song Yiyuan who won the bid for this pair of gold-plated jade slips. " Yes, sir, the staff member said politely.    

    

"Song Yiyuan?" Huo Niannian subconsciously frowned as that playboy face flashed across her mind.    

    

"Okay, thank you very much. "    

    

"You're welcome. "    

    

After the call ended, Huo Niannian was thinking about how she could get the item without any contact with Song Yiyuan, but thinking about it, she still needed to personally come out to be confident and sincere.    

    

Because the first time they met, their impression of each other was really not very good, which caused Huo Niannian to be unable to show any respect to this person.    

    

Huo Niannian held her phone, tilted her head, held her chin, and thought for a while. Finally, she decided to make an appointment with him through the front desk of Song Yiyuan's company.    

    

However, in less than two minutes, an unknown number called. It was not hard to guess who it was.    

    

"Hello, CEO Song. "    

    

"Hahaha, CEO Huo, how have you been?" It was rare for Huo Niannian to ask him out, so she immediately called him back.    

    

"It's good that you have something to do. Call my private number. The appointment is for people you are not familiar with. "    

    

They were not very familiar with each other. Huo Niannian laughed dryly and maintained the courtesy.    

    

"Director Song, I have something to ask of you. "    

    

"Oh? Is there anything that Director Huo can ask of me for? Go ahead. " Song Yiyuan's strange voice was very strange. He had already guessed that it was most likely that pair of hairpins.    

    

"I want to take back the golden hairpins. You can set the price. As long as it's not too excessive, I can accept it. "    

    

"Golden hairpins. . . " Song Yiyuan sounded troubled.    

    

That day at the auction house, he had asked the staff what Huo Niannian had given him. Because eighty percent of the people here had been taken back by him, Song Yiyuan had gambled on her hairpin.    

    

However, Huo Niannian did not bid that day. Song Yiyuan thought he had guessed wrong.    

    

Later on, Huo Niannian and Xie Zecheng's matter had caused a huge commotion, so Song Yiyuan had forgotten about it.    

    

"Director Huo, I gave that hairpin to someone else. "    

    

Huo Niannian's heart turned cold. She might be able to take it back if she sold it, but it would be difficult to send it out.    

    

"Since that is the case, it is not easy to take it back. Sorry to disturb you. . . "    

    

"But. . . "    

    

Song Yiyuan saw that Huo Niannian didn't have too much attachment to the hairpin, so he let out a sigh of relief.    

    

"I can get it back for you. After all, we have such a good relationship, and it's rare for you to talk to me. I'll definitely get it back for you. "    

    

However, this was a huge favor, and Huo Niannian didn't want to owe Song Yiyuan a favor just for one thing.    

    

"Since you've already given it to me, there's no need for that. "    

    

"It's fine, it's fine. The person who gave it to me is not an outsider. I'll just say something. "    

    

Actually, there was no such person. Song Yiyuan just wanted a favor.