A true fiend

"What's going on?" Zhi Han's brain was still immersed in the excitement of suppressing Ling Chuxi. For a moment, she had not reacted to what was going on.

It wasn't until she saw the strange look of ridicule and gloating on everyone's faces that she faintly remembered something, and her beautiful face turned pale.

"10.05 million! I actually bid 10.05 million! Why did I bid 10.05 million?" Zhi Han covered her mouth, her head dizzy.

Even for the huge family behind her, this was not a small sum. Even if she was killed, she would not be able to raise the amount.

Ling Chuxi looked at her with a smile that was not a smile. In her heart, she felt a sense of satisfaction. Little guy, you want to fight with me? let's see if I don't screw you over.