Shen Yue was somewhat taken aback. Why had Gu Huanhuan stopped bidding? What was the situation now? Didn't she like it a lot?
At first, she was very fond of it, but in the end, she was merely venting her anger on Gu Huanhuan. However, she hadn't expected it to go up to 20 million yuan.
That figure was far beyond her budget. The ultimatum from her father was at most around 10 million yuan. She suddenly felt a cold sweat on her back. Despite the temperature inside being fairly warm, she felt goosebumps covering her skin.
Shen Yue began to panic, her face turning somewhat pale.
"Shen Yue, what's wrong?" Song Ying tugged on her.
"Oh, it's nothing." Shen Yue forced a smile.
"Are you too excited? This pair of bracelets can now become a family heirloom," teased Song Ying.
Shen Yue's smile was filled with helplessness.
With the final hammer strike, there was no going back now, or else she would become the laughingstock of the upper class.
