Ling Qingyu shook her head at Yang Qingyue's worried inquiry. "Nothing. I feel like I spend the money in vain."
Everyone rolled their eyes at her remarks. Only now did Ling Qingyu regret? Where was the proud peerless businesswoman exuding her queen-like aura during the auction?
One blink one billion. Who else except her possessed such a hand? And Ling Qingyu confided her misery.
Frankly, they stayed with Ling Qingyu for a long time and understood her character thoroughly. Without certainties and an additional backup plan, she never wasted an opportunity or her energy.
It was highly unlikely the reason to be upset was enormous spending. Even outsiders like Yang Qingyue who didn't know much about her, chuckled.
The waitress followed out of the doors and Ling Qingyu was puzzled. "Did I leave anything?"
"No, Miss. I'm here to guide you to the room where you'll meet with Goddess Fan Xi." The waitress said with a polite smile.
