"Two million and one yuan for the first time…"
"Two million and one yuan going twice…"
"Two million and one yuan for the third time…"
Thud! With the sound of the hammer, everyone snapped back to reality!
"F*ck! That works?!"
The auctioneer wiped the sweat off his face. Meeting Mr. Bo's eyes just now was more tiring than standing on stage for eight hours straight!
Fine!
Why not?!
It belonged to her to begin with, and she even added an extra yuan for charity!
Why couldn't he?!
Everyone was confused and their gazes drifted to the back of Bo Jinchuan and Shen Fanxing's heads.
Was Mr. Bo really not angry at being robbed?
She was only one yuan higher than him. What was the meaning of this?
Or was it just a small accident?
Someone scratched his head. Whose accident could be so strange?
Shen Qianrou gritted her teeth in anger.
