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What a discerning choice of location.
The man frowned slightly, his voice laced with coldness. Someone dared to take his belongings and still conduct business on his territory? It was nothing short of reckless.
With a cold snort, he straightened his posture and was about to head upstairs.
Chimu Jiu reacted quickly, standing up and raising her bidding paddle high.
There was no way she would let him slip away!
The auctioneer's eyes lit up; this was the first time today a woman had raised her paddle.
In this venue, raising a paddle meant a direct purchase of the model, with the default buyout period set at one month.
“May I ask which model you wish to take home, Miss?” The auctioneer's voice echoed through the venue, drawing everyone's attention to Chimu Jiu.
Without hesitation, she pointed at the exquisite man on the stairs.
In an instant, the spotlight shifted to the man standing on the staircase.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his sharp gaze.
His sculpted features appeared even more three-dimensional under the lights—high nose bridge, tightly pressed thin lips, and a strong jawline, each aspect seemingly a masterpiece carefully crafted by God.
He stood tall like a pine tree; beneath his suit, the outline of his muscles was subtly visible, exuding an irresistible charm. However, at that moment, he frowned slightly, seemingly surprised and displeased by the sudden attention.
The air around them seemed to freeze in an instant, as if time itself had come to a standstill.
There he stood under the spotlight, his powerful aura causing everyone present to hold their breath. His gaze held an unfathomable depth, as if he were contemplating something profound.
After a moment, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a hint of a smile—playful and rebellious—making him even more captivating.
Chimu Jiu found herself deeply attracted to his demeanor at that moment, her heart stirring with unexpected emotions.
But in the next instant, she shook off that thought. With looks like that, surely there would be countless wealthy women willing to spend money on him for any endeavor? Yet again, given such a physique, it would truly be a shame not to pursue modeling.
It was simply wasteful!
Meanwhile, other wealthy women whispered among themselves, either envious or jealous of Chimu Jiu’s choice.
All eyes were firmly locked on this man as they eagerly anticipated what would happen next.
The auctioneer was also taken aback: when had such an exquisite man arrived at the venue? How had he slipped in without anyone noticing?
He couldn't help but feel anxious, a situation he had never encountered before. He frantically signaled to the others in the audience, his eyes filled with urgency and a hint of panic. It was as if he were silently screaming for help, yet none of the responses he sought came.
Chimu Jiu's gaze never left the man. Her eyes were ablaze with intensity, as if everything around her had faded away, leaving only the figure standing on the stairs. In her eyes, there was admiration, curiosity, and an unwavering determination to possess him.
The man on the stairs also regarded her with keen interest. His gaze was deep and piercing, as if he were trying to see through Chimu Jiu's exterior to uncover her innermost thoughts.
There was a hint of exploration in his expression, a touch of amusement, and it seemed he was weighing what this woman meant to him.
"Boss, should we take care of this together?" asked a few of his henchmen beside him, one of whom had already begun to step back.
With just a glance from the man, they were silenced. Then, amid their astonished stares, he strode confidently toward the stage.
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