To the wealthy and noble won present, the artist Nuanyang was too unfamiliar, and they naturally believed that this painting wasn’t worth the price.
Of course, there were also those who genuinely appreciated the artistic intent and were unconcerned about its collectible value.
Soone bid two million.
Ning Shishen imdiately raised it to three million.
That person followed: Four million.
Mu Yan’s heart was pounding; the price had instantly increased eightfold. Did four million an nothing to these people, like ghost money?
How could she not know that her painting was worth so much?
The key was whether she should remind Ning Shishen not to spend so much money. It wasn’t worth it.
If it were before, she could have mass-produced them...
Ning Shishen wasn’t backing down in the slightest, shouting, "Five million!"
The bidding competition intensified once more. The person glanced at Ning Shishen and shouted, "Six million, Mr. Ning, this is my final bid. If you want it, I won’t compete with you."
Ning Shishen glanced at him and, without hesitation, called out, "Eight million!"
Mu Yan was dumbfounded. Eight million! If her paintings had been worth eight million before, her family wouldn’t have lived so miserably.
Such an unknown work being auctioned for eight million shocked everyone.
It seed that tonight, many items thought to be worthless had gone for sky-high prices!
The auctioneer carefully folded the painting in his hands and looked at Ning Shishen, saying, "I’m curious, Mr. Ning, do you have any connection to this painting? Otherwise, why so persistent?"
"No connections, I simply like it," Ning Shishen said calmly, "Please, let’s proceed quickly."
The auctioneer paused, then smiled and said, "It appears Mr. Ning truly likes this painting."
She looked at the others and said, "Eight million once, eight million twice, eight million..."
"Ten million!" a cold male voice sounded from the doorway.
Mu Yan’s expression changed slightly. He... how did he co?
Instantly, everyone turned their heads, seeing a man in a black suit walk in.
His features were exquisite, his face handso, and his enchanting peach blossom eyes seed devoid of warmth, gazing icily forward, exuding a captivating aura.
He walked straight to Ning Shishen’s side, his gaze sweeping over Mu Yan, his light brown eyes darkening slightly.
"Brother Shishen, long ti no see."
"Jing Heng, long ti no see," Ning Shishen smiled slightly, and the two shook hands.
Mu Yan looked at Jiang Jingheng, her eyelids twitching.
She knew too well what his gaze ant. Could it be he misunderstood her and Brother Ning?
Having a jealous man at ho was really annoying!
"Jing Heng, do you also like this painting?" Ning Shishen asked proactively.
Jiang Jingheng’s expression was indifferent, "Naturally."
"I’m sorry, but I also like it," Ning Shishen smiled slightly.
"No problem," Jiang Jingheng turned his head towards the stage, speaking indifferently, "You can continue to bid."
Ning Shishen looked at Jiang Jingheng, his expression slightly changing. So today, he was going to stand firm against him?
While the Jiang Family might be the leading noble family in Upper City, the Ning Family wasn’t to be underestimated either.
If it weren’t for this painting, if it weren’t in front of Mu Yan, perhaps he would back down. But today, under no circumstances could he yield.
Indeed, there was a voice in his head urging him to compete!
"Twelve million!" He shouted to the auctioneer.
The crowd seed to awaken from a dream; a so-called worthless painting by an unknown artist was valued at twelve million, even drawing competition from the heirs of two major noble families in Upper City. Were they dreaming?
"Twenty million!" Jiang Jingheng bid without batting an eye.
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