There was silence.
The host had placed a lousy doll in the bidding segment. It was obvious that he was not bidding for the doll, but for the owner, Ning Yuan.
The camera landed on Ning Yuan's beautiful face and slender figure. The young men without female companions were eager to try.
But most of them looked at Ning Yuan with contempt.
How much money did this woman lack to put herself up for auction?
When the camera landed on Ning Yuan's face, she was not too embarrassed or at a loss. Faced with the scattered applause, her lips curled up slightly.
She was charming, elegant and quiet.
She did not look like a vulgar and tasteless woman.
Xie Ancheng, who was beside Ning Yuan, regained his senses. After working with Ning Yuan for so long, he more or less understood her personality and style.
She would never do such a humiliating thing on stage.
"What's going on?"
