Yao Qing stood silent on the stage, her gaze shifting toward the seclusive box on the second floor.
Yu Yanshen?
Hadn't he said he was going abroad… and now he's back, or was it actually just his assistant in there?
Although Yao Qing had many thoughts at the moment, she couldn't verify them right away to be certain.
She clenched the microphone calmly, listening to the hubbub around her and the sound of the hammer striking thrice.
The Crown in her hand had just been auctioned off for a staggering fifty million.
Fifty million, let alone a mid-range Crown like this one, even a full set of head-to-toe accessories could be bought with that much money.
The ceremonial hostess did not come onto the stage to take the Crown away… just because, General Manager Yu had said, the Crown was a gift for Miss Yao.
Chen Jinxiu pursed her lips and remained silent; under the spotlight, half of her body and half of her face were silently engulfed in darkness.
