Seeing her like this, Li Shuhui quickly stepped forward to comfort her. They had come today on a mission, and it was even better that Xiang Jin came. They were worried that she wouldn't come.

With Li Shuhui's comforting words, Xiang Qi gradually calmed down.

She regretted it a little; she hadn't controlled her temper earlier, and she didn't know if netizens had seen her angry face.

………………

After returning to her seat, Xiang Jin looked around and asked Sun Yanqing, who was busy replying to messages, "Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No."

"Then why are these people always looking at me?" On her way back to her seat, she kept being looked at and scrutinized by people with surprised and puzzled looks, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Sun Yanqing laughed and joked casually, "Maybe he's never seen a beautiful woman before."

After all, this was the first time Xiang Jin had dressed like this.

How alluring those fox-like eyes were, how irresistibly charming those perfectly proportioned curves exuded—she herself might not know, but others certainly weren't blind.

Suddenly, feeling a cold, piercing gaze, Sun Yanqing flinched and turned to meet Murong Xiao's warning look.

Sun Yanqing coughed: "Ah Jin, don't you think Murong Xiao's hostility towards me is too strong?"

“He’s hostile to everyone, as long as a man gets close to me.” She answered casually. In her memory, all the men she had been with seemed to be like that, Xu Jianshen and Gu Feiyang.

"Really? Then he cares about you more than just a little." After saying that, Sun Yanqing focused on the stage. The host had already come on stage, and the second half of the auction was about to begin.

Xiang Jin stood frozen in place, as if she were sealed away.

"He cares about you more than just a little bit..."

Who does he care about? Does he care about Xiang Jin?

Does Murong Xiao... care about her a lot?

She gently touched her lips, as if the passion and warmth from before still lingered...

She had always thought that his domineering, sharp, and forceful nature was simply because of his status. Because his status was not to be questioned, she, as Mrs. Murong, had to be obedient, docile, and keep her distance from all men.

This was his demand of her, but it wasn't out of love.

But she never considered the possibility that Murong Xiao might be angry because he was jealous.

The thought of this possibility left her mind blank again. She couldn't even hear the sounds around her. Her chest was burning with heat, but her limbs were cold and sweaty.

Will Murong Xiao be jealous of her?

She recalled that day at the hotel when she had tentatively asked him to choose between her and Xiang Qi, and his answer was: Xiang Jin is unique.

She is unique, in her heart.

“This treasure is quite interesting. Don’t you like painting? How about we buy this inkstone back for you… Why are you crying?” Sun Yanqing hurriedly wiped away her tears, but Xiang Jin burst out laughing.

"It's nothing, I just got some sand in my eye."

"It's that grain of sand of love..."

Xiang Jin pretended to hit him, but then withdrew her hand. After composing herself, she also focused on the stage.

Because what will be auctioned next is her painting, "Light".

After briefly introducing the story of "Light" and the painter's life, the host, with a touch of humor, turned his gaze to Xiang Qi in the first row: "Ms. Xiang is a highly accomplished and talented woman in the design world, and she also has unique achievements in the field of painting. She received praise from Mr. Wei Lun when she was in university. Today, I would like to ask Ms. Xiang what she thinks of this painting."

This is a great opportunity to stand out and excel.

Xiangqi was more than happy to show off her proud expertise.

She took the microphone from the staff member and began to boast: "I think the essence of this painting lies in the painting technique. It is smooth and delicate, and it is obviously the work of a master."

Then she sat down.

The host was stunned: "Are you finished?"

"Yes."

A small commotion arose in the hall.

Is this the level of the "first talented woman"? Is this the Xiang Qi who is so highly regarded in the design circle? Such a level of commentary is really hard to praise.

However, Xiang Qi was completely unaware of her problem. When the host continued to ask her what price would be appropriate for the painting at auction, she confidently replied, "If the bid is 500,000, I would be happy to take it home."

"Hahahaha..." A small group of people around chuckled softly.

How could she say 500,000?

This painting has recently caused quite a stir in the art world, with many buyers offering five million but failing to secure a sale. They are all eager to meet the rumored original artist, while this design genius has surprisingly offered five hundred thousand.

Does she even know what she's saying?

The host hadn't expected his impromptu performance to be so awkward, it was practically a disaster. But he still had to try to smooth things over, so he forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry to inform you that you guessed wrong."

"The book 'Light,' the author's unfinished steamed bun, starts at six million. Bidding begins now!"

In an instant, Xiang Qi's face was filled with embarrassment.

After realizing what a stupid thing she had done, she wanted to slap herself. Why did she have to show off like that? Now she had made a huge fool of herself!

Today is truly an inauspicious day, with bad luck coming my way everywhere. It must be because of that bitch Xiang Jin!

She was seething with hatred inside, but on the surface she had to pretend to be nonchalant and chat with the people next to her as if she didn't care.

Moments later, "Light" was sold for 12 million.

Xiang Jin, who witnessed the entire event, was still so shocked that he couldn't believe it.

Her paintings are worth 12 million? That can't be right, it shouldn't be possible...

Yes, that's impossible. This is a charity auction. The bigwigs present are just using the guise of charity to bid. Their intention is to buy things they like while contributing to charity and gaining a good reputation for their businesses.

Therefore, this auction price is inflated and not the most accurate.

However, Sun Yanqing rejected her opinion.

"How could you think that way? Although this is a charity auction, these guys are all shrewd. They're only concerned with whether this thing is valuable or has potential for appreciation. The fact that they were able to buy this painting for 12 million means that its value is far higher than that price. Just wait, it won't be long before its price reaches a new level."

Xiang Jin fell silent.

Thinking back to the million she received from selling her paintings, she truly regretted it.

With Hengjia's professional eye, she probably already saw the true quality and expected price of the painting, which is why she eagerly sent Wen Yufan to negotiate the contract with her, hoping to seize the initiative. But she was like a quail, completely clueless.

We've lost a fortune.

Xiang Jin covered her head, filled with deep regret.

Upon hearing the final auction price, Xiang Qi's face never recovered.

There was a dinner party after the auction.

Xiang Jin didn't want to attend, but Wen Yufan said the founder wanted to see her, so she had to force herself to go and deal with the occasion.