An Ziqi couldn't help but think about when she first participated in a beauty pageant.
At that time, she was just a third-rate beauty contest participant, not even a celebrity, who had no choice but to partake in a charity auction. The only valuable thing she had was a pair of silver earrings, bought for just a few dozen bucks.
In the end, Xiao Moli bid those worthless silver earrings up to a sky-high price of one hundred million. She felt the pinch for quite some time, and after Xiao Moli returned the earrings to her, thinking about that hundred million price tag, she couldn't look at them straight and never wore them again.
Thinking about this, a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.
"What are you laughing at?" Xiao Moli asked curiously, looking at her.
An Ziqi turned to face him, pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm laughing at how once there was an idiot who bid a pair of several dozen-buck silver earrings up to a hundred million sky-high price."
