"Does a vase really cost that much?"
Song Lingyu was a bit incredulous.
"It's from the Ming Dynasty." The maid's words left Song Lingyu speechless. Of course, antiques would cost that much.
"And how much is this?"
Song Lingyu pointed at a painting.
"This one isn't expensive, just over two million." The maid glanced at it and directly stated the price.
Song Lingyu swallowed hard, a painting costing more than twice their newly bought car.
"What about this one?"
"This is the cheapest, nine hundred thousand."
Song Lingyu almost fainted. Nine hundred thousand was the cheapest? It seemed that everything in this house was outrageously priced.
"Zhong Xuan, help me a bit." At this moment, Song Lingyu felt dizzy, her legs weak.
Lan Zhongxuan supported her downstairs, and Lan Xin Ai and Elder Lady Xi were nowhere in sight in the living room.
"Madam, have a cup of tea first."
