Therefore, when she opened her eyes again, she felt slightly dizzy, and then her vision gradually cleared. She could hear loud noises, laughter from men and women, and thick smoke.
Before her stood a young and beautiful woman, about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with exquisite makeup on her face. Her eyes, whether it was Shen Wangshu's illusion or not, were so clear and bright that they were mesmerizing.
Beside the woman stood a handsome, tall young man, dressed in a silver-gray suit. His slender, elegant figure reflected the faint melancholy in his eyes, making him appear like a prince straight out of a fairy tale. He stood beside the woman, his gaze towards Shen Wangshu carrying a hint of disapproval and a strange sense of guilt.
"Miss Shen, it's time to make a bid." The woman arrogantly raised her chin, her eyes showing a hint of disdain as she looked at Shen Wangshu.
Shen Wangshu's gaze fell on a pitch-black stone beside her. The stone was not small, and its pitch-black surface was full of cracks, but two palm-sized patches of green were exposed at the two corners.
The water is lush and clear, a vibrant green, like a thin layer of ice.
Judging from the water content alone, it's probably already at the icy level.
A faint smile appeared in Shen Wangshu's eyes as he glanced at the woman who was all bark and no bite, and asked with a smile, "Who else made a bid before?"
“Miss Gao has offered thirty million,” a short, stout man said with a smile.
His gaze lingered between Shen Wangshu and the couple; clearly, the allure of gambling on stones paled in comparison to the gossip of the two women and one man.
The two young ladies were competing for a piece of rough jade, and the price skyrocketed, making the owner of the jade gambling shop overjoyed.
"Thirty million?" Shen Wangshu smiled jokingly, looked at the rough stone, raised an eyebrow and said, "Congratulations, this rough stone is yours."
"What?!" The woman hadn't expected Shen Wangshu to stop competing with her out of spite. She had intended to make her suffer a great loss, but the outcome was not as she had hoped. She shrieked, "Why?! Wasn't it for Young Master Ouyang..." She subconsciously looked at the handsome young man whose expression had also turned somewhat unpleasant.
"Why is there a reason?" Shen Wangshu said casually. "Can a man really be worth thirty million? Do you think he's inlaid with gold?"
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