2035, Mrs. Yu is really ugly.
Yu Lingqian squinted his eyes, revealing disdain, "With your quality, not even 100,000 would be enough. What I'm worried about is you standing on stage with no one interested, that would be so embarrassing."
"Nonsense!" Mu Anran defiantly thrust her chest forward, "I'm quite valuable, you know? Though I may not fetch a few million, I'm worth 100,000. Just wait and see, someone will definitely bid on me!"
Mu Anran angrily lifted her skirt and anxiously looked outside.
Yu Lingqian's gaze flickered: No one will bid.
"Alright, now we have the last participant, the manager of Anran Film and Television Studio, Miss Mu Anran!"
As the spotlight hit Mu Anran, she was just about to sneak away with her high heels in hand.
"Miss Mu, planning on going somewhere?" Shen Jiaoyang laughed coldly.
Mu Anran awkwardly scratched her head, unwilling to turn around.
