Even Long Xuxu raised her bidding card, "One hundred and twenty million."
"One hundred and thirty million."
Gu Qingxin's eyes fell on the small box displayed on the stage. It held two delicate rings. Since she was a bit far away, she couldn't make out the precise details, but it seemed the pair of rings had no particularly special design.
However, as she looked at these rings for a longer time, she began to experience an unusual feeling in her heart, as if a warm stream was slowly winding its way through her.
"Three hundred million!"
Just when it seemed that the bidding was about to close at one hundred and fifty million, Beiming Han, who had been silent all along, spoke up.
Gu Qingxin quickly turned her head toward him. So he had been waiting this whole time just to bid on this set of couple's rings?
