She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Then don't say anything and just watch from the side."

Mr. Song’s face turned cold.

Then, when he looked at Manshu, he said kindly, "Manshu girl, Song Yun has been spoiled by her family. Don't take it to heart. She will not give up until she gets this piece of raw material. I will make her apologize!"

"I don't care about her." Manshu said lightly.

Soon, it was Yue Qingwan's turn to cut the stone. Yue Qingwan didn't want to swallow this humiliation, so she put the ice red purple jade material on the stone cutting machine first.

This is a rare good stuff, small in size and cut into three pieces.

There is no need for the stone cutter to cut the stone anymore. He just uses a grinding wheel to rub the stone very carefully.

This is delicate work, much more difficult than stone cutting.

However, the old stone-cutting master was fearless.

These pieces of material have a high recovery rate. Only a thin layer is applied on the outside, and the entire piece is jade flesh.

The jade flesh looks very pleasing to the eye. After being rinsed with water, the crystal clear purple-red jadeite makes people want to take it for themselves.

"The color is bright, the water is good, and the texture is fine. Not bad, it is good jade!"

The first person to come over and take a look was Mr. Song.

His praise made Song Yun, who had just boasted that the other person was going to lose the bet, blush.

Her grandfather said it was good jade, what could she say?

He just murmured in dissatisfaction: "Good jade is good jade, but it may not be sold at a good price."

Manshu looked at her and said: Is this a hard challenge?

"I'll offer you 10 million. Miss Yue, can you give me this piece of icy red and purple jadeite?"

As soon as Song Yun finished speaking, someone made a bid.

And this opening alone raised the price by two million.

Who says this jade can’t be sold at a good price?

Manshu and Yue Qingwan looked at the people at the same time.

The person who made the bid turned out to be Lao Ma.

Old Ma chuckled and said, "Don't misunderstand Miss Yue. I really like this thing of yours. My shop is still lacking a set of treasures. If I can make this icy purple jadeite into jewelry, it will definitely attract many distinguished customers."

"Miss Yue, you have good taste. Otherwise, how could such a treasure end up in your hands?"

Yue Qingwan looked at him with a half-smile as if she was flattering him.

"Since Boss Ma knows who I am, he should know that I use this jade to make jewelry for myself, not to sell it."

Without giving others a chance to bid, Yue Qingwan stopped other bosses who were eager to try with just a word of "not for sale".

"Hey, how can you not sell it? You have three pieces here, why don't you sell one?"

Lao Ma felt a little regretful, he actually wanted to take a shortcut.

What if Yue Qingwan is willing to sell it because of Miss Song’s provocation?

Who knew that they wouldn't be fooled at all.

"No, there's only this much for three pieces. No matter what I sell, it won't be enough for me."

She not only wanted to make a set of jewelry for herself, but also wanted to give a set to Manshu.

After all, this piece of raw material was previously favored by Manshu.

If she hadn't intercepted him, Manshu should have been able to win.

What's more, since she is going to marry his uncle, as his aunt, how can I not give my niece a little gift?

When Yue Qingwan thought of this, she couldn't help but look at Yan Rushan.

Yan Rushan felt terrified by her gaze and felt intimidated.

"Well, if you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. No one is forcing you to sell it." Yan Rushan said casually.

The old horse rolled his eyes.

Mr. Yan is too spineless in front of a woman.

However, his eyes lit up immediately: "What kind of jewelry does Miss Yue want to make? I wonder if Old Ma has the blessing to help Miss Yue?"

What do you mean?

Yue Qingwan looked at Lao Ma.