On the other room, He Zhenya was surprised to hear Song Jia.
"Everything alright?" He Zhenya asked.
They were making bets as to who would win the bid for the futon. Would it be the bidder from the second VIP room or would it be Song Jia.
They wondered why Song Jia had stopped making bids on the item.
They wondered if something bad had happened.
Tang Fu had noticed that every time somebody from below made a bid against the bidder from the second room, someone would approach the person. The latter would cease to make bids, letting the VIP from the second room have it.
They guessed that Song Jia was approached too since she ceased making bids after that.
And now it was the next item, a hairpin with pearls on it. It was a beautiful piece and useful as an item for defense too. But now the person from the second VIP room made an offer first and no one else seemed to dare to bid against the person.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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