Chapter 222: Chapter 222: The King’s Return (19)
Even so, Chuzheng had spent just shy of a billion.
There’s still another billion left!!
“The starting bid is fifty million!”
Fifty million!
This one must go for a billion!
On it!
Chuzheng braced herself; she was quick to raise her bidding sign at first, and in under a minute, the price had soared to sixty million.
But once it reached sixty million, the pace of the bidding slowed.
Chuzheng looked up at the stage; it was a crown, reportedly once owned by a member of the royal family of some country, and it was extraordinary in value.
Under the lights, the crown indeed looked very beautiful.
“One billion!”
Seeing that the bidding in front of her had slowed, Chuzheng immediately increased the price.
I’m going to double it if you keep dawdling!!
The room suddenly fell quiet; heads turned and all eyes were on Chuzheng.
This crown is valuable, sure, but one billion… seems a bit much for its worth, right? Which family’s scion is this, squandering their wealth?!
“One billion, anyone willing to bid higher?”
“One hundred and twenty million.”
Someone raised their sign.
Chuzheng glanced in that direction; it was a strange man, dressed in a black suit, sitting in a corner, looking quite low-key.
“One hundred and thirty million,” Sheng Ting also raised his bid.
Chuzheng called out again, “One billion and one hundred million!”
The man: “One billion one hundred and twenty million.”
Sheng Ting: “One billion one hundred and fifty million.”
Chuzheng: “One billion two hundred million.”
The man: “One billion two hundred and twenty million.”
The three of them went back and forth, driving the price up from one billion two hundred million to one billion five hundred million.
The onlookers were extremely excited.
Chuzheng was growing impatient: “Two billion!”
Her cool voice echoed through the entire venue.
The crowd abruptly fell silent; both the man and Sheng Ting stopped raising their signs.
“Two billion, does anyone offer more? Two billion for the first time, two billion for the second time, sold!”
The auctioneer slammed the gavel.
Chuzheng immediately stood up to go pay.
She just managed to pay within the last two minutes.
Chuzheng was blocked by Sheng Ting backstage.
“Sheng Chuzheng.”
He called her by her full name.
Chuzheng, holding the weighty crown, looked indifferent: “What is it?”
“Do you realize how much attention you’ve just drawn to yourself?”
“And then?”
“The number of people my foster father has offended is not insignificant. Do you think they will let you off the hook?” Sheng Ting frowned darkly: “From now on, follow me, I will protect you.”
Sheng Ting softened his voice, “Zhenzhen, I don’t want to hurt you. I was wrong about before, can you forgive me? Whatever you want, I’ll agree to it, okay?”
“You’ll agree to whatever I want?”
“Anything you want.”
Chuzheng’s voice was icy as she spoke: “Stay away from me.”
Otherwise, I might not be able to resist taking care of you… taking care of you… taking care!
“Zhenzhen!” Sheng Ting’s eyes darkened: “We grew up together, why can’t you just like me?”
His voice was strained with pain.
Violence simmered beneath his gaze.