Jiang Siyin fixed his eyes on Mo Wen. He couldn't believe the truth in front of him. He was certain that Mo Wen was trying to confuse everything. He would love to see Shen Jing's expression when Mo Wen couldn't pay for it.
Yang Ting also fixed her eyes on Mo Wen. She couldn't believe she would be defeated by a pauper.
Finley glanced at Mo Wen curiously. In her opinion, this Mr. Mo Wen couldn't be a wealthy person or he wouldn't ask his girlfriend to foot the bill when he was out with her.
Mo Wen pressed the 'enter' key before leaning back in his chair without a word.
"Thank you for your support in this auction. We will send Master Da Vinci's authentic work to you immediately." The member of the auction staff skimmed through the account with a smile on her face. She bowed slightly at Mo Wen politely before turning around to leave.
