She turned her gaze, "President Gong, this is more than just a generous bet. Are you buying this bracelet for your beloved or a future girlfriend?"
Gong Yeyan lowered his gaze, capturing the image of the girl with a full smile in his eyes. There was a momentary pause in his look, but a faint color quickly rose, "That doesn't seem like your concern, Miss Ming."
He called her by her surname with precision.
Ming Ge, however, grinned with some delight, "I don't think so."
She earnestly countered him, "I think it's absolutely necessary to be concerned. Because... I'm pursuing you, President Gong."
"Six million? Does anyone else wish to bid higher?" As the sweet-voiced auctioneer on the stage asked, the girl's low voice emerged next to his ear, "If you're buying the bracelet for your beloved or another woman, I, as a suitor, will be very heartbroken."
Her voice was brimming with mirth; where was there any hint of the heartache she spoke of?
