"The gentleman on the fourth floor has offered twenty million!"

These words caused an instant uproar in the auction hall. Everyone in the hall looked up towards the fourth floor, their eyes filled with surprise and envy.

"It's the fourth floor... Anyone who can go up to the fourth floor must be a big shot!"

"Wow, this is going to be interesting! Do you think they'll keep raising the price?"

"No way, it's already twenty million!"

"Ha, spending 20 million to buy a screen is a bit of a pain for us, but what kind of status do those people upstairs have? 20 million is just a drop in the ocean for them!"

"Oh, you're absolutely right. And let me tell you, there's something fishy going on behind the scenes at this auction..."

The crowd began to whisper and murmur amongst themselves. The man in the top hat, forgetting to reprimand Nan Xian for her rash behavior, suddenly turned ugly. He pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment before throwing down the sign in his hand, picking up his coat draped over the back of the chair, and turning to leave his seat.

He withdrew from the auction.

Nan Xian lowered her head and stepped aside to make way, taking the opportunity to retreat a few steps and stand in the corner again under the cover of the crowd.

It seems this person is not Mr. Pang.

She turned her gaze away from the man and looked up at the window of the private room on the fourth floor where the bid had been placed.

The guests on the fourth floor don't need to appear in person to bid. They just need to sit on the sofa in the private room and give a look, and the waiters in the building will make the bids for them. So she can't be completely sure based on this bid alone.

The auctioneer on stage asked again if anyone was willing to bid higher, but no one responded. He then picked up the gavel, "Twenty million for the first bid—twenty million for the second bid—"

"Twenty-three million!"

A voice suddenly rang out from the third floor.

The fourth floor retorted defiantly: "Twenty-six million!"

The auctioneer's face lit up with joy, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "The gentleman on the fourth floor has bid twenty-six million! Miss on the third floor, would you be willing to bid even higher?"

After a moment of silence on the third floor, just when everyone thought she was about to give up, the window of that private room was suddenly pushed open by a pair of slender hands.

Those hands were so beautiful they seemed unreal—the arms were snow-white, like tender lotus roots just emerging from the water, the ten fingers were as delicate as white grass sprouts, and the skin was as smooth and white as cream, making the jade bracelet on the wrist even more crystal clear.

In her previous life, Nan Xian often interacted with the wealthy ladies and socialites in the capital after her marriage. Spending a long time in that circle of luxury and wealth, she developed some discernment.

At that moment, she immediately recognized that the bracelet on the woman's wrist was a top-grade glass-type jadeite, the pinnacle of the jadeite pyramid, and a very rare old mine glass-type jadeite, worth at least eight figures, and only one in a thousand, with a price that is hard to come by.

As the window gradually opened, the owner of the hand appeared confidently in everyone's sight. She was wearing a smoky blue antique satin cheongsam, her long, ink-black hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders, and teardrop-shaped earrings of the same type as her bracelet adorning her earlobes. They swayed gently with her movements, reflecting a lustrous and beautiful light.

However, her face was covered by a white lace half-mask, revealing only her pert nose and rosy lips, which were slightly curved, smiling before she spoke.

Even just that, is enough to imagine how captivating her face must be beneath the mask.

Even Nan Xian couldn't help but be impressed and secretly praised her good temperament.

The woman parted her lips, her tone languid, a half-smile playing on her lips: "Mr. Pang, you have so many treasures in your collection, you don't need this one. How about you grant me this one today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hall erupted in noise again.

"Mr. Pang? Who is that?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of anyone there having the surname Pang..."

"You wouldn't believe it, the ones you've heard of are just the ones that are publicly known, but the ones you haven't heard of are the truly amazing ones!"

"That makes sense! So, if this woman just points it out directly, what if—"

"Who knows? Let's just watch the show and not tell anyone!"

Nan Xian, however, froze in place the moment she heard the woman speak.

this--

Isn't that Ruizhu's voice?