The next competition raised the interest of the onlookers. The fight between the two spartans had transformed into the battle between Beauty and the Beast. Oh no, A gentleman with an inner beast.
The price Ling Qingyu uttered out loud no longer brought surprises. Their hearts were already numb by Ling Qingyu's prior wanton money-burning behavior.
As long as her mouth opened, the number scared many babies to death. Their fragile heart and wealth definitely limited their outer view.
In fact, Mister Shen wasn't feeling any better and felt his family might have underestimated Ling Qingyu's strength.
Counting the number Ling Qingyu spent within a few days blew everyone's mind. But only sane people noticed the phenomenon and regarded Ling Qingyu as an existence to avoid provoking.
Usually, very wealthy individuals without sufficient background were seen as fat sheeps, where wools after wools would be shaved.
Businesspeople in the past suffered under the hands of aristocratic families, officials, and the big politicians, harvesting the leek without impunity.
With the rise of capitalism, things might have changed but one truth stayed the same—might was right. Without protection, your money capital really meant nothing.
However, although Ling Qingyu was a newcomer to the circle, her wits and methods deterred many and abolished those who had malice, while the powerful didn't care about her existence because she was too small.
After their perceptions of her had altered, influential parties couldn't help but think to make some moves and shivered later, thinking of the consequences. Ling Qingyu was no longer the soft persimmon everyone believed.
With Yang Qingyue backing though she couldn't transform into a crab, walking sideways, she had become a strong powerhouse.
Wealth, connections despite only a freshman state, and talents followed Ling Qingyu's steps.
"950 million." Lin Fan shouted, after being stunned for a while, never expecting another woman to enter the race.
When he discovered it was Ling Qingyu, the corners of his mouth curled up. Finally, this woman tasted vinegar and fought back. The sourness could be smelled from a distance, Lin Fan laughed inwardly.
How cute! Ling Qingyu used another method to attract his attention. How should he react to avoid overly expressing his inner emotions? Lin Fan thought.
[*vomit*]
Ling Qingyu's face turned as dark as the bottom of the hot clay pot. Miss System vomited in her ears. It sounded no different from mocking her act of saving a damsel in distress.
'Miss System, stop annoying me. I'm seriously preventing dirty hands from laying on the goddess.'
"4 billion." Ling Qingyu knew she had won again, seeing Lin Fan's deflated face. She covered her mouth and chuckled, feeling better after playing the protagonist to death.
Lin Fan sighed and looked miserable. Lan Xi, who prepared to scold his behavior, closed her mouth and hugged him instead. She felt for the first time, Ling Qingyu was so cute, removing her next possible opponent from the palace.
She gave a silent thumbs-up to Ling Qingyu, who was confused at the female gang leader's exhilarated gesture.
Sister, I just whack your man till he loses face and you're happy, Ling Qingyu was puzzled and later understood Lan Xi's mind.
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Seeing the situation was set, the host concluded. Fan Xi's underwear now belonged to Ling Qingyu. No matter what the host said, it sounded weird and Ling Qingyu blushed slightly.
Fan Xi controlled her trembling palms and nearly stood up and exclaimed. Her biggest problem had been solved and the burden on her shoulder dissipated as if it never appeared.
Lin Fan's heart shattered. He felt a strange loss inside as if something important which should have belonged to him would never return. It was a mysterious intuition.
Breaking Lin Fan's pretense and returning the same face-slap, Ling Qingyu was satisfied like never before. The audience, especially men, cheered Ling Qingyu's victory as if they had won too.
In their simple mind, since they couldn't obtain Goddess Fan Xi, no men should. They rather destroy her than let others take advantage.
This was the common mindset, agreed among the men in tonight's auction. Luckily, it was a woman, who took the prize.
In any case, many men comforted their Goddess Fan Xi was saved and her innocence was protected. Fortunately, Miss System had turned off her see-through ability. If not, she would roll on the floor and laugh till she choked.
Save? Innocence protected? Non-existent!
Ling Yunxiang, Yang Qingyue and Zhao Xiurong were the most fierce, beating the table excitedly. They protected the idol, whom they had admired from a young age.
Although they were scared by Ling Qingyu's commotion of mercilessly burning billions in cash, all they had in mind was they succeeded.
Rolling her eyes at their childish act, Ling Qingyu sighed and shook her head—as if it was them who spent billions. My money, Ling Qingyu cracked her eyeballs and rubbed the pair to soothe her fragile loss.
The only warmth was remembering Athena's money-making capability. Billions per day. Even though she felt ashamed of exploiting Athena and using her daughter's wealth, Ling Qingyu admitted she couldn't earn similarly.
No way, she must improve her situation and seek wealthier paths to surpass Athena's ability.