As Su Yingru called out seventy-eight million, Lin Shuyu also tilted her head to look over.
Upon realizing it was on Jiang Yi's side, she instantly understood.
Lin Shuyu had a mocking smile on her face and looked away, but it seemed like Su Yingru's shout had invigorated her.
She raised her paddle again, clearly enunciating, "Eighty million."
The female celebrity was secretly anxious, having thought seventy-five million was already the limit; she didn't expect it to reach eighty million.
She wanted to grit her teeth and hold on a bit longer.
But clearly, the bidding paddle in Lin Shuyu's hand had never left her grip.
This clearly hadn't broken past her mental price floor.
In other words, even if the female celebrity continued to raise the bid, Lin Shuyu was determined to win.
Perhaps, she simply didn't care about such a small amount of money.
The female celebrity tightened the paddle in her hand, hesitating.
Meanwhile, Su Yingru also stopped raising the paddle.
