In an instant, the entire auction hall was filled with gasps of amazement. Everyone's eyes were captivated by the diamond in the center of the display case, radiating a dreamlike pink glow.
"It's so beautiful!" Wenjing smiled and couldn't help but stand up. That's much more eye-friendly to me!
"Starting bid: 30 million!" As soon as the host finished speaking, bidding paddles were raised one after another.
“Thirty-five million!” said a woman dressed in luxurious clothes in VIP box number three.
"Forty million!" Wu Jing raised her sign with determination, her eyes revealing greed and obsession.
The two women were fiercely competing, and everyone else gave up. The price soared, and each bid was accompanied by tense gasps and excited whispers from the audience.
Wenjing smiled and said, "Seventy million. This thing is quite valuable."
Qin Zhiluo said casually, "Want to light a sky lantern?"
Wenjing waved her hand, "I still prefer this kind of exciting competition!"
Long Yanli put down his phone and put his arm around Qin Zhiluo's waist. "Baby, they've infiltrated."
Qin Zhilu smiled knowingly, "Perfect, I'm so bored, let's have some fun."
Long Yanli gave the order and quietly arranged for the people to be taken care of.
Fu Yiming slowly raised the sign, "One hundred million."
The host excitedly announced, "Box number one, one hundred million! Anyone bidding higher?"
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Wu Jing's forehead, and her hands trembled slightly from the excessive force. "One hundred and ten million!"
Xiahou suddenly sat up and gave her a meaningful look.
Wu Jing forced a smile; she couldn't lose. She had exhausted all her connections to get this information.
Wenjing glanced at Wu Jing casually, "That's strange. This isn't something she can handle, so why is she so persistent?"
Fu Yiming kissed Wenjing, "One hundred and fifty million."
"Two hundred million!" she shouted, almost screaming the price. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she was completely blinded by desire.
Xiahou's face darkened, and he glared angrily at Wu Jing, "Don't be ungrateful!"
Fu Yiming smiled without interest. "Three hundred million."
Wu Jing's face turned deathly pale instantly, her hands fell limply to her sides, and her heart was filled with resentment and anger.
Xiahou breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Wu Jing, his eyes turning lecherous again, and said in a greasy tone, "Honey, buy something else, this isn't very nice!"
Wu Jing forced a smile. "I'm sorry, baby. I wanted it too much just now and lost my temper. You won't blame me, right?"
Xiahou stared intently at her body, his gaze revealing his true feelings. "How could I possibly blame you!"
Wu Jing made an excuse to go to the restroom and secretly ran up to the second floor. She found the door of VIP room number one and thought, "I must get the Pink Star!"
"Knock knock knock"
Long Er opened the door to the private room and looked at her with a serious expression. "What is it?"
Wu Jing looked at Long Er, who was wearing an exquisite suit worth five figures, and concluded that he must be the owner of the private room.
Seizing the opportunity, Wu Jing suddenly twisted her ankle and fell straight towards Long Er, letting out a weak cry of surprise, "Ah!"
A hint of annoyance flashed in Long Er's eyes, and he nimbly dodged to the side.
Wu Jing was completely unprepared for this outcome. Losing her support, she uncontrollably fell into the private room.
Wu Jing fell to the ground in a disheveled state, her posture contorted and her hair in disarray.
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