The dress "Ice Princess" worn by Shen Bixue, is exactly the one Song Anjing loves most.
Upon hearing Shen Bixue’s bid, Song Anjing imdiately fell silent—silent indeed.
Ten million.
What an astronomical figure.
For a student, it’s unimaginable, not even attainable in dreams.
The other guests below the stage also expressed their amazent:
"The actress herself has placed a bid, who dares compete with her."
"Moreover, the na ’Ice Princess’ seems tailor-made for the actress, truly well-deserved."
Everyone knew that this dress was likely out of reach, and the few who did bid only added thirty to fifty thousand more, just for formality’s sake.
Among the crowd, Qin Wenrou, who squeezed into the VIP exhibition room with Bai Chi, saw this jaw-dropping scene upon entering.
The dress on Shen Bixue made her envious!
The brand-new fashion piece of 3,000 that Lan Yingjun just gave her paled in comparison, making her look petty.
The difference between mainstream fashion brands and exclusive designer pieces is indeed like night and day.
Uncomparable until you compare.
Once compared, it’s worthless!
Bai Chi saw Qin Wenrou’s gaze fixed on the dress on stage and knew she liked it.
He rubbed his hands together, thinking, if Little Sister-in-law likes it, he must buy it, buy it, buy it!
After all, ten million is nothing.
He imdiately raised his hand, "Twenty million, I’ll take it!"
Shen Bixue on stage clearly didn’t expect anyone to compete with her, her charming fox-like face almost steaming with anger.
She glared fiercely in Bai Chi’s direction, gritting her teeth, "Thirty million!"
"Wow——!"
The crowd once again exclaid in astonishnt.
It seems Mr. Bai and Shen are at odds.
Guess what, the rumor in the industry is that Mr. Bai quite likes the actress, he even supported her in a movie not long ago.
Little did they know, Bai Chi was silently thinking, "Little Shen, sorry, to please Little Sister-in-law, I can’t let you have this dress today... Wait, thirty million? That’s a bit ruthless...!"
Should he really bump it to fifty million?
That would sting a bit.
Beside him, Qin Wenrou enjoyed the envious gazes cast in their direction.
Everyone thought she was being courted by Mr. Bai.
Unexpectedly, this Mr. Bai seed really powerful, not batting an eye at tens of millions.
She couldn’t help but soften her voice, whispering in Bai Chi’s ear, "Mr. Bai, it’s okay, don’t spend so much for ."
Bai Chi was originally hesitating.
But hearing Qin Wenrou’s words, his competitiveness flared up, "No, we can’t just let it go!"
He couldn’t lose face in front of Little Sister-in-law.
"Forty million!" he blurted out.
On stage, Shen Bixue glared deeply at Bai Chi in resentnt: Too overbearing, you annoying man, fighting with for the dress! I’ll rember you! Hmph!
She also glanced at Qin Wenrou by Bai Chi’s side: What a lousy taste Mr. Bai has, finding a female companion with no class at all!
The guests present were now beyond exclamation, they were almost dumbfounded.
A forty-million dress, it’s of museum-worthy value.
Even the emperor’s clothes weren’t this expensive.
Song Anjing let out a long sigh among the crowd, "Sigh..."
Such astronomical auction prices were beyond reach for ordinary people like her, so she treated it like watching a magnificent performance.
The gap between the wealthy and ordinary girls in this world is vast.
Stop dreaming already.
She listlessly tugged at Qin Xin’s sleeve, "Xinxin, I should go back and study my pharmacy notes..."
Qin Xin lowered her head and typed a few words on her phone.
Then she looked up and said calmly, "What’s the rush? What if a daydream cos true."
Song Anjing shook her head, "No no no, I now have self-awareness, Qin Wenrou is right, this is not a place I should be, I’m unworthy..."
Qin Xin raised her eyebrows, her cool voice irresistible:
"Listen, take back those last three words."
"Girls must never say ’I’m unworthy’!"
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