After the auction ended, Manman and the others still seemed to be sleepwalking.
A friend of Zhou Yu came over and said a few words beside Zhou Yu.
As if waking from a dream, Manman grabbed Zhou Yu's arm and asked, "Is it possible to withdraw from the auction?"
"What?"
Everyone was taken aback by her surprising decision, and Zhou Yu explained to Manman, "You need to think this over carefully. By doing this, not only will you lose a hundred million, but you will also have to pay a considerable amount in liquidated damages, and all your deposit will be locked in."
Manman furrowed her brows, weighing conscience against money, and ultimately let out a sigh, "Auntie, my painting is not worth a hundred million."
Zhou Yu laughed softly, "You must be the most conscientious businessperson I have ever seen."
"If doing business means losing morality, it's more terrifying than losing money," Manman said.
Everyone quietly watched her: it was the grace that comes with age.
