C145 Is His Mind Really Muddled

Just as the host was about to announce the return of the painting to Bai Jingcheng, a low and cold male voice suddenly sounded.

A bid of 4 million!

Too powerful!

Mo Xirann turned her head and looked at the man with disbelief.

Zhou Yanchen!

Did his brain get muddled!?

That's 4 million!

It hurt so much!

Her phoenix-like eyes were gentle, and Zhou Yanchen's thin lips were slightly pursed