Ling Yue gave a faint smile and waved at Lan Ji, then walked towards Song Ziyuan and the others.
Song Ziyuan also saw Ling Yue and walked towards her. "Miss Ling, the auction is about to start. Let's go inside."
Ling Yue nodded slightly and followed Song Ziyuan into the auction hall.
Song Yanxue wore an unsatisfied expression and followed behind the two. She had told her brother not to bring Ling Yue to the auction, but he insisted, which infuriated her.
However, it didn't matter. After her insistence, her brother agreed to let Uncle Li, a renowned expert in antiques, come to the auction. Uncle Li has appraised countless ancient artifacts. She would definitely have Uncle Li expose Ling Yue's ignorance and embarrass her. She knew exactly what Ling Yue was scheming - to climb back into the upper-class circle by getting close to her brother. She would never let that happen.
Meanwhile, Lan Ji also noticed Qin Lie and quickly walked towards him.
"Why did you change your mind at the last minute?" Qin Lie had been friends with Lan Ji for many years and was quite familiar with his temper. Once he made a decision, he wouldn't change it.
"My cousin wanted to come, so I'm here to accompany her," said Lan Ji with a smile, seeing Qin Lie's expression darken slightly. He patted Qin Lie on the shoulder. "I know your stubborn temper. My cousin won't be with us."
Qin Lie waved away Lan Ji's hand on his shoulder and headed towards the auction hall.
Lan Ji shrugged and followed Qin Lie. "Qin Lie, I'm serious. Consider my cousin. You don't want to miss this opportunity."
Qin Lie shot a cold glance at Lan Ji. "Do you want to end our friendship?"
Lan Ji made a zipping motion across his lips. With Qin Lie's stubborn temper, he would never find a wife in this lifetime.
As they entered the auction hall, most of the seats were already occupied, and people were gathered in small groups, discussing the items up for auction.
Ling Yue sat down in the front row with Song Ziyuan. Given the Song family's prestigious status in the city, it was only natural for them to sit in the front row.
As soon as Ling Yue sat down, she noticed someone sitting next to her. She turned and glanced at the person, slightly frowning. Truly, fate brings foes together.
Zhou Mucheng didn't expect to encounter Ling Yue here either. After being beaten by Lan Ji, he had been bedridden for half a month. If it weren't for his father finding a potent medicine, he wouldn't have recovered yet.
Recalling Lan Ji, Zhou Mucheng shuddered involuntarily and shifted away, surreptitiously glancing around. Not seeing Lan Ji, he let out a silent sigh of relief. That man had left a deep impression on him, striking without regard for his status as the young master of the Zhou family.
Ling Yue coldly withdrew her gaze and picked up the catalog provided by the organizers, introducing the auction items. To her, Zhou Mucheng was now a stranger.
The catalog detailed the historical backgrounds and photographs of the items to be auctioned.
"Putting on airs," Song Yanxue snorted disdainfully.
Ling Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, her icy gaze sweeping towards Song Yanxue. If not for Song Ziyuan's sake, she would have taught Song Yanxue a lesson long ago.
Meeting Ling Yue's piercing stare, Song Yanxue felt a chill run down her spine and hastily looked away. Realizing she was intimidated by Ling Yue, Song Yanxue clenched her fists in vexation. Just wait, I'll make sure you're publicly humiliated.
Ling Yue gave a faint, disdainful smile and continued flipping through the catalog. That's all the courage she has.
Zhou Mucheng's gaze towards Ling Yue was filled with complexity. She had truly changed so much that he could hardly recognize her anymore.
