Mo Chuxi's words left the entire room silent! Utterly soundless!
Xiao Yiran seemed like a petrified sculpture; not only was his face ashen and intensely frozen, but his whole being appeared fixed in place, his expression utterly fascinating.
"Cough cough!"
The auctioneer cleared his throat again and picked up the gavel.
"Two hundred and fifty billion yuan, first time!"
The auctioneer shouted into the microphone.
And this shout, piercing through Xiao Yiran's eardrums, landed on his heart as if a heavy drum had been struck!
"Two hundred and fifty billion yuan, second time!"
The auctioneer repeated.
Xiao Yiran's eardrums were violently shocked once more!
He looked at Mo Chuxi, who was wearing a smile, and only then realized he had been deceived!
"Two hundred and fifty billion yuan, third time!"
"Bang!"
"Sold!"
"Congratulations to Young Master Xiao for becoming the new owner of this crown jewelry set!"
