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Tan Yan's long, dark lashes fluttered open, revealing a pair of piercing black eyes that seemed to hold an unspoken intensity. He casually raised his bidding paddle, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth: "Six hundred million."
As his voice rang out, it captured the attention of everyone in the room, the air thickening with tension. A murmur of surprise rippled through the crowd, with some whispering among themselves.
"How much has he bid tonight? I can understand the antiques and jewelry, but he doesn't even have a girlfriend. Why would he be interested in bidding on a diamond ring?"
Those watching were eager for the spectacle, noting that the Wei family was determined to win this item, wondering just how high they would drive the price.
Wei Jingxi had a fiancée, but these two seemed mismatched and had never appeared together at public events. This time, he was clearly investing heavily—was he trying to please Zheng Family's daughter?
The Wei family had a good relationship with the Tan family, and Tan Yan was known for being shrewd. Logically, he should have been inclined to do Wei Jingxi a favor. Yet as the bidding escalated, no one expected him to suddenly jump in.
Wei Jingxi felt increasingly irritated, but his body reacted swiftly. Immediately after Tan Yan's bid, he raised his paddle: "Six hundred fifty million."
He jumped the bid by fifty million without sparing Tan Yan an ounce of face. His composed action silently declared that the final victor would be none other than him.
Tan Yan refused to back down; what had started as a heated competition was now a duel between the two of them. Wei Jingxi gritted his teeth—this wasn't a charity auction; was Tan Yan out of his mind? Bidding so much wouldn't earn him any goodwill!
"Seven hundred million! Seven hundred ten million! Seven hundred fifty million! Seven hundred sixty million!"
Unlike Wei Jingxi's frantic leaps in bidding, Tan Yan maintained a measured control over the pace of the auction, as if everything was well within his grasp.
Wei Jingxi's expression darkened; he realized that Tan Yan was playing him—he had no real intention of winning this diamond ring. Tan Yan was confident that Wei Jingxi would never back down from this bidding war, which was why he felt free to raise the stakes so recklessly.
He must be insane.
Wei Jingxi's fists cracked as he clenched them tightly, the veins on the back of his hands bulging. He knew it was a trap, yet he still dove in without hesitation.
He couldn't understand why Tan Yan was targeting him so relentlessly! The only words that came to mind were "self-destructive." Wei Jingxi thought Tan Yan had lost his mind. Everyone else seemed to think the same about Wei Jingxi.
In a corner, a woman adjusted her sunglasses with her fingers, showing no interest in the outcome of the auction. She followed the hostess out of the exhibition hall, leaving behind a graceful silhouette.
After she left, the price soared to eight hundred million. Everyone present was stunned, their mouths agape. A single diamond ring had skyrocketed tenfold in price; even rare treasures wouldn’t attract such fierce competition.
Some began to sense something amiss. Tan Yan's relaxed demeanor seemed more like playing with a cat than genuinely wanting something. They couldn’t help but think that Wei Jingxi was even crazier than rumored; he willingly jumped into such an obvious trap.
Tan Yan glanced at his phone, the screen still displaying a chat with someone. He silently mused: who would have thought that Wei Jingxi genuinely liked her?
Tan Yan had no time to toy with Wei Jingxi anymore. He reined in his smile, his expression turning serious: "Nine hundred million."
The onlookers who had initially come to watch began to waver in uncertainty. On one hand, they thought: wait a minute, Tan Yan didn’t seem like he was mocking Wei Jingxi. On the other hand, they questioned: but is Tan Yan really buying a diamond ring for himself?
Wei Jingxi's face turned ashen, his rationality completely shattered. He couldn't comprehend Tan Yan's intentions; everyone knew he was bidding for a ring to give to his fiancée, yet Tan Yan had no woman by his side and had never shown any romantic interest!
Unable to contain his anger, Wei Jingxi slammed his cup down hard. He stood up and glared at Tan Yan with fierce eyes and a sinister expression.
"I’m making it clear right now: no matter how much you bid, Tan Yan, I will fight you to the end!"
The commotion drew gasps from the crowd. The auctioneer regained his composure and gently reminded, "Please, Mr. Wei, adhere to the rules and do not disrupt the auction."
Before he could finish speaking, Wei Jingxi casually picked up the bidding paddle and coldly announced a jaw-dropping price.
One billion.
The murmurs ceased abruptly, and all the noise was swallowed by silence. Time seemed to stand still, leaving only the sound of people breathing rapidly in shock.
Tan Yan pressed his lips together, remaining silent. The bid had exceeded the budget by a significant amount. If he fought for it, he could still indulge Wei Jingxi for a while longer.
But he was different from Wei Jingxi.
Wei Jingxi was the only son of Wei Nanxuan, the sole heir of the Wanxie Consortium.
Tan Yan, on the other hand, had a reputation for being a libertine, with many illegitimate children. Although he was the legitimate eldest son, his position as heir was surrounded by wolves, all watching him closely. Until the day he truly ascended to power, there were still uncertainties.
If he continued to act recklessly, the board of directors would likely raise concerns.
After a long silence, Tan Yan still did not raise his paddle.
The auctioneer snapped back to reality and brought down the gavel.
With three strikes, there was still no sound; everyone remained lost in their astonishment.
Congratulations to Wei Xian for successfully acquiring Pink Kiss at a price of one billion.
Wei Jingxi let out a sigh of relief, his heart beating with excitement.
He had said that if he wanted something, he would definitely get it.
Engagement—if he said it would be advanced, it would be advanced.
Around him were looks of shock and thunderous applause, but Wei Jingxi paid no attention. With trembling hands, he sent a message to Zheng Mengni.
"How's that pile of homework coming along? You’re not allowed to make plans for the weekend date!"
Zheng Mengni replied: "Okay, got it."
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