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Tan Yan seemed uninterested in bidding anymore. The woman was utterly oblivious to the atmosphere; did she not realize the Tan Family's reputation? Judging by her accent, she was clearly from out of town.
The auctioneer struck the gavel three times. "Congratulations to this lady for successfully bidding at a price of two hundred and ten million."
Moments later, sparse applause accompanied the auctioneer's congratulations. Tan Yan chuckled softly, clapping his hands as he turned to look at the woman seated at the back. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his calm demeanor concealed a storm of emotions.
The woman didn’t even remove her sunglasses as she stood up to follow the hostess. Although she was tall, she wore flats, making her slightly shorter than the hostess in high heels. Her extraordinary aura overshadowed her simple attire, which could not hide her noble presence.
This brief interlude was so captivating that the excitement in the room began to wane. Tan Yan casually bid on a few antiques, always calling out prices at the higher end of the estimated range, so everyone graciously let him have them with ease.
As the auction neared its conclusion, Wei Jingxi yawned and shifted her crossed legs slightly.
The Dakra pink diamond was renowned for its flawless color and perfect purity. It was rumored to be a token of love between kings and queens during the Lloyd Dynasty, later donated to the Satyajit Museum by Sasha Gong. A top designer had transformed it into a ring, and it bore a beautifully evocative Chinese name: Pink Kiss.
Symbolizing a unique love meant for one's beloved, it represented an eternal bond.
The starting bid was eighty million!
This diamond was well-known and held immense historical value, causing excitement among those present, with competition even fiercer than before. Moreover, its romantic significance encouraged many who had brought their partners along to try for a smile from their loved ones.
Eighty-one million!
Eighty-five million!
Ninety million!
One hundred million!
In the blink of an eye, the price soared into nine figures.
Wei Jingxi raised her gaze leisurely, a slight lift of her brows revealing no hint of impatience. The bidding price had exceeded the estimated value by a full hundred million, causing the pace of competition to slow down just a bit.
Tan Yan, effortlessly engaging in conversation with the guests at his table, suddenly glanced at his phone. A notification caught his attention; someone he hadn't heard from in a long time had posted a new work just an hour ago. He put on one earbud and turned up the volume to the max.
A soft and delicate melody flowed gently, accompanied by a somewhat sorrowful instrumental. He smiled as he listened to the song, noting that the evaluation seemed different from before.
Tan Yan liked the post and sent out all his gifts. In front of him, Wei Jingxi estimated that it was about time and finally raised her paddle: five hundred million. The crowd paused for a moment, and just as the auctioneer was about to bring down the gavel, Young Master raised his paddle to bid again. After all, it was worth it; sometimes one had to spend a little more, especially when beauty was at stake—one's face couldn't be lost.
While Wei Jingxi continued to bid, Tan Yan lowered his head to send a message. "It's been a while since you posted anything; this is quite a surprise."
The reply came quickly: "Yes, things you love are always hard to let go of."
Wei Jingxi's expression grew increasingly irritated as she continued to raise her paddle; these people just wouldn't give up despite their inability to win against her.
Just as Tan Yan was about to type again, another message arrived from that person: "Thank you for your continuous support and encouragement; I will do my best."
Tan Yan couldn't help but smile softly, warmth sparkling in his eyes. "Just like you said, things you love shouldn't be given up."
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