A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
You know, it has been nearly forty minutes since the starting price until now, and the price has only reached one billion.
I thought that ten billion should be the final price.
Zhiyun glanced sideways and asked Han Qing who was sitting next to her: "Do you still want to report it?"
Han Qingrang nodded: "Two and a half billion."
Zhiyun: “…”
Damn, you’re not polite at all!
It's really not your own money, don't you feel bad?
There were constant sighs.
As Han Qingrang made his offer, Situ Ling cast a sharp gaze over. When he saw Zhiyun, his eyes paused for a moment.
Retracting his sharp gaze, he raised his hand and grabbed Xu Ruhua's chin: "What were you hesitating about just now?"
His tone was apparently light and leisurely, but to Xu Ruhua, it sounded like he was angry.
She softened her tone and said, "My budget is less than one billion. If it exceeds one billion, I'm not sure."
Situ Ling laughed, his laughter was so wanton: "Spending my money, what are you afraid of?"
"I, I have never participated in such an occasion." Xu Ruhua's tone was a little weak.
In front of Situ Ling, she was always like this, as if she had no say. Xu Ruhua could hold her own in many big occasions, but in front of Situ Ling, she was like a blade of grass blown by the wind.
Looking at this scene, Zhiyun suddenly understood. After all, this was a melodramatic CEO story in which the man was strong and the woman was weak.
Situ Ling cast a sharp gaze, which happened to meet Zhiyun's.
"Want Aura Star? Have you asked for my opinion?"
This tone is simply too arrogant.
Zhiyun retracted her gaze, pursed her lips, and replied calmly, "Just like Mr. Situ Ling, spending a fortune just to win a beautiful woman's smile is nothing."
This time, without waiting for Han Qing to make an offer, Zhiyun took the initiative to offer: "Three billion."
As Zhiyun finished speaking, noisy sounds and various discussions continued to be heard around.
"Is she crazy?"
"Three billion? She actually shouted it out. I don't believe the new president can come up with that much money."
"Three billion is not thirty dollars."
"Once the hammer falls, there's no going back on the deal. That's the Qingyulou rule. And the bill must be settled that same evening. Can she come up with three billion all at once?"
"Anyway, I don't believe it."
Zhiyun had already understood Han Qingrang's look, and she certainly didn't make the offer blindly.
He glanced sideways at the person sitting next to him and said, "Beautiful Han, I'm going to spend a fortune on you today."
This is simply the standard line of a rich woman.
Han Qingrang's smile deepened. He was stunned for a moment by the word "Han beauty". His pupils were sparkling, but it was still hard to tell what he was thinking.
It's like he has everything under control, but it's also like he's indifferent to everything and doesn't care about anything that happens.
As he spoke, the soft light shimmered, making Zhiyun unable to look away for a moment. "Zhizhi, I only like what you like."
!!!
This is what it means to be blinded by lust.
Like a curse, it really came true for her! Deserve it!
"Is there anything higher than 3 billion? 3 billion for the first time..." The person in charge at the corner of the stage was sweating on his forehead.
I haven't witnessed such a big auction transaction in many years.
As the person in charge finished speaking, Situ Ling immediately followed up with a quote: "Five billion."
Xu Ruhua tightened her grip and grasped Situ Ling's sleeve: "Ling...isn't it too high?"
Situ Ling raised Leng Wu's eyebrows: "I'm short of money?"
"But..." Xu Ruhua was still a little worried.
Situ Ling said in a voice that brooked no argument: "No buts, I want the Aola Star to be worn around your neck tonight."
These words shocked Xu Ruhua. She would be lying if she said she wasn't moved. That was a rare gem worth five billion...