“I’ll offer eight million for Miss Yu Ziling’s brooch.”

Ji Mingxuan's words once again enlivened the entire auction.

“Even the eldest young master of the Ji family has made a move, he couldn’t possibly have misjudged it, right? Yu Ziling’s piece seems to be genuine.” Someone immediately said, “I’ll bid eight and a half million.”

Ji Mingxuan smiled with satisfaction as he observed the reactions of others.

Yu Ziling also crossed her arms, looking very pleased with herself.

"Mingxuan, it seems everyone's judgment is just as sharp as yours," she said smugly.

"Um."

Ji Mingxuan stopped raising the price and waited quietly for the other guests' reactions.

"I'll offer nine million for Miss Yu Ziling's brooch." Soon, another guest raised the price.

"You're crazy..."

His companion, looking at him incredulously, pulled him aside, saying, "What if we buy a fake?"

"It can't be fake."

The guest said confidently, "Don't forget, Yu Ziling is now the rightful eldest daughter of the Yu family. Yu Guanguan was kicked out of the family long ago. Do you think a fallen heiress who was kicked out of the family could get the real thing for this brooch?"

"Moreover, the one who made the move was the eldest son of the Ji family. Could it be that Young Master Ji would misjudge the situation?"

The man said with great certainty, "The genuine one must be the one donated by Yu Ziling."

"Yes, I think so too."

The other guests nodded in agreement, saying, "If that's the case, then it's truly priceless."

A single word awakened me from my dream.

Other guests also began to bid, and soon the brooch donated by Yu Ziling had been auctioned for more than ten million.

As for Yu Guanguan's piece, no one paid any attention to it.

"Hmph, Yu Guanguan, this time you'll lose all face and be utterly disgraced!" Yu Ziling looked at Yu Guanguan's solemn face not far away, gritting her teeth in hatred.

At such a solemn auction, they actually donated a fake item to deceive others into giving them their love and donations.

This is clearly a fraudulent donation scheme.

She wanted to see how Yu Guanguan could explain herself.

On the other side.

Compared to the lively scene at Yu Ziling's place, the brooch donated by Yu Guanguan went unnoticed.

Even its shimmering luster has dimmed considerably.

"What's wrong with these people? Do they even have any taste?" Su Qingche said indignantly. "How do they know that Yu Ziling's item is definitely genuine?"

“Regardless of where she got that piece,” Yu Guanguan said, pursing her lips. “But I suddenly feel that putting my mother’s brooch next to Yu Ziling’s, regardless of whether they are real or fake, is a kind of desecration.”

There is only one brooch.

But now Yu Ziling has brought out something else. Regardless of the truth, it will only remind Yu Guanguan of how Yao Fangqin and Yu Haipeng conspired to kill their mother.

"Guan Guan, what are you doing?"

Su Qingche looked at Yu Guanguan's expression and asked in a low voice.

“In that case, I’ll have to buy the brooch myself.” Yu Guanguan said, raising her sign. “I can’t let people think I actually donated a fake.”

As she spoke, she was about to raise her paddle to bid.

Her slender arm was suddenly pressed down, a warm touch came, and then her body fell into a familiar embrace.

It's Kwon Kyung-joo!

“You…” Yu Guanguan looked up in confusion at the man’s handsome, smiling face.

“My woman doesn’t have to raise her paddle to get what she wants.” Quan Jingzhou said, elegantly raising the paddle in his hand, “Twenty million… buyout!”