"Two hundred and ten million..." Perhaps unwilling to let Ling Muye become the center of attention, someone else began to bid.
"Two hundred and fifty million!" Ling Muye didn't even blink as he looked at Sheng Qianxia and smiled lightly, "Did you watch the press conference I held today?"
"Ling..."
"It's okay if you didn't watch it; the video has already been recorded. Watching it now is just the same." Ling Muye took out his phone and put it in front of Sheng Qianxia, "Watch it, and after you're done, we can get married."
Sheng Qianxia inexplicably took a step back, "Ling..."
But Ling Muye held her shoulder with his other hand, "Don't run away, Qianxia. Look, Gong Beiyao has already abandoned you for someone else. Can't you come back to me even now?"
"That..."
"Shh..." Ling Muye's finger to his lips made a silencing gesture, "If the first place is won by Gong Beiyao, aren't you afraid he'll marry someone else?"
Sheng Qianxia's body stiffened there, forgetting to move...!
