Rong Anyao's hand touched Zhang Xiaomeng's enormity, her pretty face flushed even redder, as if blood would drip from it.
Rong Anyao really wanted to retract her hand, but it was grabbed by Zhang Xiaomeng's parallel hand.
"An Yao, if you don't satisfy me, I won't let you off," Zhang Xiaomeng said.
Hearing this, Rong Anyao really wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
Having an affair in such a place was indeed too thrilling.
Unbeknownst to them, Wang Tianshan had already bid on the number three spot.
This round of bidding was very exciting. Just as Wang Tianshan shouted out ten million, people kept raising the price, and Lu Youjie, who got the number one spot, was clearly retaliating against Wang Tianshan, demanding a sky-high price.
However, Wang Tianshan had anticipated this and began to employ roundabout tactics, a psychological strategy.
