"If you two want to fight each other, I suggest you finish the current bet first and then go out and fight slowly!"
Murong Yunqing stepped forward and spoke to the two of them with a disgusted tone.
The two stopped fighting each other, covered their faces and were stunned.
Now, the most important thing for them is not to fight and undermine each other, but to win the bet.
If Zhou Jieying loses, Huang Deshou will lose too!
The two of them have become a community of interests.
Moreover, their bets have been notarized and cannot be ignored.
"Miss Zhou, now both parties have the last piece of material left. Let's solve it as soon as possible so that we can see the difference. If it continues, it will have a bad impact on everyone!"
Murong Yunqing said coldly.
Zhou Jieying was beaten until her face was swollen into a pig's head, her hair was disheveled, and her demeanor was completely lost.
Moreover, in front of the man she loves!
However, she no longer cares about being ashamed!
If she loses this bet, she will have to pay 200 million to Yang Zimei, which is all her net worth, and she will be left with nothing.
She can't have nothing!
Huang Deshou now wanted to die.
Although his net worth is one billion, 200 million is not a small amount. He simply believed that Zhou Jieying would win and did such a stupid thing with high odds!
He really hates Zhou Jieying!
Zhou Jieying forced herself to stand up, smoothed her hair with her hands, and asked Master Jie Shi to untie the last piece of wool.
Yang Zimei also began to untie her piece of wool.
The wool itself was not very large, so she didn't need a stone cutter to avoid damaging the yellow jade inside. Instead, she directly used a grinding wheel to grind it.
When she was polishing the wool, her movements were light and delicate, and her expression was focused, as if she were handling a treasure.
The dust produced by the grinding wheel did not fly everywhere, but fell cleanly from her hand.
The wool on Zhou Jieying's side was also being cut one by one. Unfortunately, all that could be seen were white stones with no color at all.
At this time, everyone discovered that a touch of yellow suddenly emerged from the stone in Yang Zimei's hand.
"Huang Fei?"
Zeng Tianhua, who never took his eyes off the wool in Yang Zimei's hand, was the first to cry out.
"Um."
Yang Zimei nodded and moved his hands faster.
Zhou Jieying saw that Yang Zimei actually had jade again, and it was also a rare color yellow jade. Her heart felt as if a big hand was pinching it so hard that she could hardly breathe.
Huang Deshou on the side was constantly scolding her, using all kinds of ugly national curses.
Zhou Jieying couldn't care less about his scolding, her eyes were fixed on the piece of wool she was untying, and she kept chanting: "If you get green, you must get green, you must get green..."
It's a pity that things went counterproductive!
The piece of wool was completely untied, not to mention the top quality water material, even the cyan material was not visible.
On Yang Zimei's side, he had already extracted a top-grade yellow jade that was as big as a goose egg, completely clear and yellow, and as translucent as ice!
The bright yellow Fei was held in her slender white hands. Although it was not as bright and radiant as the sun's water droplets, it was pure and beautiful, making everyone want to have it.
Among jadeite, yellow is relatively rare, and yellow has been the royal color since ancient times. It is a symbol of nobility and is more valuable than jadeite of other colors.
"It's over, it's over, it's over!"
Zhou Jieying fell weakly to the ground, her lips still stained with blood were trembling and mumbling, her expression was dull, her hands and feet were cold...