Just as Chu Qiaoen was being tormented by the burning bubbles.
The auctioneer on stage struck the hammer three times, as no one offered more than six million, the item was sold to the other party!
Although she probably couldn't afford more than six million, watching someone snatch the treasure right from under her nose was an indescribably maddening and infuriating feeling: "Aunt Shiyin, she's messing with me! I swear I'll never reconcile with that person!"
Gu Shiyin took out a pack of herbal tea powder she carried and brewed some for Chu Qiaoen: "This is very effective for reducing fire."
Chu Qiaoen was still disgruntled: "If that Moonstone were mine, just wearing it would cool my temper! ... Hiss, ow ow ow it hurts, I've got mouth ulcers!"
Gu Shiyin gently consoled her: "Don't worry, I'll go out for a bit. When it's time for the stone gamble, bid on stone number 6, it will surely calm your heart and fulfill your wish."
