Proposal: They Don't Want You, I'll Marry You

After the charity banquet's auction officially started, although everyone was discussing the He family in private, their focus was already on the auction items on the stage.

Song Fengwan's phone vibrated. It was a message from Fu Chen. [Which one do you like?]

[There's nothing special I like. There's a Tian-tsui headdress that looks good. I want to see the workmanship, but I don't need it.]

She wasn't a Beijing opera fan. The Tian-tsui headdress was gold-studded and had some jade inlaid in it. It was very exquisite. Because it had been worn by a famous character who had passed away, it had collectible value.

Only an experienced Beijing opera fan or someone in this industry would be very interested in this.

[Hanchuan is bidding on it. If he wins it, I'll bring you to take a look.]

Song Fengwan sent him a kiss emoji.

Fu Chen's seat had Fu Sinian on one side and Duan Linbai on the other.