After Turning Into A Little Skeleton, I Got Contracted By A Goddess

Zhou Mingrui heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that the item had been won.

Although there was still a huge gap between 16 million and the upper limit of 30 million, it was definitely good to be able to owe less.

Although Zhao Desheng didn't say that the money had to be returned, as one's strength continued to increase, the favors owed would become more and more difficult to return.

"The gains this time is beyond my expectations. If it wasn't for the matter at hand that I have to do, I really wouldn't want to take this risk."

Yan Wuyue was relieved to hear that the last item had been won.

At the end of the auction, everyone quickly stood up to leave. After some thought, Zhou Mingrui walked to a middle-aged man.

"Brother, can I have a word with you?" Zhou Mingrui said softly.

"Hmm?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his senses and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Regarding the matter of you winning the bid for the Myriad Soul Flower, there are some things that are not convenient to talk about here. There are too many people around." Zhou Mingrui continued.

"Why should I believe you?" The middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.

Although Zhou Mingrui was displeased, he still said, "I don't have any thoughts about you. My companion and I won a total of three items. I just wanted to remind you out of goodwill."

"That's enough." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested in whatever purpose you have."

After saying that, the middle-aged man lifted his foot and was about to walk toward the inner area of the auction house.

"What if I say that the Myriad Soul Flower might cause you to be beyond redemption?"

Zhou Mingrui had long expected that he would be given the cold shoulder, so he did not get angry. Instead, he said in a calm tone, "If you don't want to listen, then that's all I have to say."

With that said, Zhou Mingrui turned around to leave.

"Wait!"

The middle-aged man's voice suddenly rang out from behind him, urging him to stay. However, Zhou Mingrui only snorted coldly and replied, "I'm not interested in your Myriad Soul Flower. Keep it and play with it slowly."

With that said, Zhou Mingrui immediately headed to the VIP room and ignored the middle-aged man.

If the other party had talked nicely at the start, perhaps he would have told him in detail.

However, since the other party was so tough, he couldn't be blamed. After all, if he act friendly for too long, it would feel uncomfortable.

"You don't have to. You won't get any benefits if you talk to him rashly unless you have more plans."

Yan Wuyue's call hadn't ended yet, so she naturally heard the conversation between Zhou Mingrui and the middle-aged man.

Zhou Mingrui chuckled. "Just wait and see. I know what to do."

"What are you planning?" Zhao Anqi also asked curiously.

"Let's wait. I can't conclude before I'm completely sure." Zhou Mingrui pinched her nose.

"You're so annoying!" Zhao Anqi rebuked silently.

After entering the waiting room, Zhou Mingrui and Zhao Anqi each swiped their card and retrieved their auctioned items before leaving the auction house.

"That little brother over there!"

Just as Zhou Mingrui and Zhao Anqi were about to get into the car, someone nearby shouted.

He turned around and saw that it was the cold-ass middle-aged man from the auction.

"Do you need something?" At this moment, Zhou Mingrui had also turned into a "cold butt". Naturally, he would not show the other party any good attitude.

"Well, little brother, I was wrong just now. Look, I've already apologized to you. Please calm down." The middle-aged man quickly apologized.

"And then? What do you want to do?" Zhou Mingrui raised his brows in displeasure.

"This little brother, why don't you come into my car? It's almost dinner time now, how about I treat you two to a meal?" The middle-aged man smiled. He was not angered by Zhou Mingrui's attitude at all.

"I've said it before. Since you won't listen, I won't say another word." Zhou Mingrui got into the car without even looking at the middle-aged man.

But soon, the middle-aged man reached out and grabbed the door that was about to close. Then, with an apologetic look, he quickly said, "No, no, no, I approached you with sincerity this time. My friend, please do me the honor of having dinner with you."

Sensing that the other party's sincerity was sufficient, Zhou Mingrui pondered for a moment before agreeing, "Since you've said so, let's go. You drive in front and we'll follow."

The middle-aged man's face relaxed when he heard this, and then he laughed, "Alright since you've said so, I'll lead the way."

After saying that, he no longer hesitated and returned to his car, starting the engine and leading the way.

"Let's follow." Zhao Anqi instructed her chauffeur.

Then, she looked at Zhou Mingrui and asked, "You're good at playing hard to get. But what do you want? Don't tell me you want the Myriad Soul Flower?"

Zhou Mingrui shook his head and said, "Who the hell wants that? I just don't want anything to happen to him. It's up to him if he wants to heed the advice. No one can save him if he doesn't want to listen."

Zhao Anqi held her head in her hands and smiled. "But why do I feel like you're planning something?"

Zhou Mingrui raised his brows and gave Zhao Anqi a meaningful look. "Since there's only the two of us in the car now, I'm not going to lie to you. I do have a plan for him."

"I don't know." Zhao Anqi looked pleased, but she quickly added, "Don't worry, I won't expose your plan. To be honest, when you were thinking about the scheme just now, your side profile was really handsome!"

With that said, she even took the initiative to hug Zhou Mingrui's arm and said coquettishly, "In the future, if you want to play any more tricks, you must call me, okay?"

Zhou Mingrui's expression changed a few times before he said, "First of all, I'm not trying to play any tricks. It's just a normal excuse. You can't accuse me."

"Whatever you say." Zhao Anqi didn't care about any of this. As long as she could be alone with Zhou Mingrui, that was the greatest happiness she could have.

As she spoke, Zhao Anqi's hands began to wander around. First, she touched Zhou Mingrui's face, and then, her hands slid down.

Zhao Anqi rested her head on his shoulder and touched his strong chest muscles. Her face suddenly turned red.

Then, unconsciously, her hand began to move down again, coming to the well-defined and constantly undulating abdominal muscles.

Zhou Mingrui did not stop her. Instead, he closed his eyes and began to enjoy the pleasure of her hands touching his skin.

Just like that, the two of them continued to be lovey-dovey for a long time before they stopped.

"How did we arrive so quickly?" Zhao Anqi mumbled as she retracted her hand.

"Cough cough." Zhou Mingrui, who was beside her, could only cough awkwardly.

He felt that if he didn't get out of the car, he would lose control of himself again, so he quickly opened the door and got out.