Meeting at the Door, with Two Aunties Present

Vendor 1: "Hey, hey, what do you two think? Will anyone come to cause trouble today?"

Vendor 2: "Do you call that causing trouble? That's just business competition!"

Vendor 3: "High-end business warfare is just that unpretentious, simply throwing dirty water at you and calling it a day!"

Vendor 1: "You have to admit Sister Hong is quite unlucky to run into such a mess."

Vendor 2: "Isn't it because her reputation has grown recently, and more people are jealous?"

Vendor 3: "You can't really say that. Even before she made it big, there were plenty of petty incidents. The people outside, they just deliberately don't want our street to do well!"

"..."

Vendor A: "Are you going to check out the auction site later? There might be a good show today."

Vendor B: "Not going, it's boring! Who on this street doesn't know that someone is intentionally picking a fight?"

Vendor A: "Who is Sister Hong? They've already picked a fight twice in a row, and there's an auction today. If there's another provocation, won't something huge happen?"

Vendor B: "Tsk, now that you mention it, that does make sense."

Vendor A: "Right? Let's go together later!"

Vendor B: "What else is there to say? Let's go!"

"..."

Walking down half the street, Lin Yu heard quite a bit of news.

The vendors' evaluation of this matter seemed to be basically consistent.

Those who could set up stalls here, which one of them wasn't shrewd?

Such a simple frame-up, they could naturally see right through it.

Sister Hong's reputation in the Ghost Market Street had really built up quite well over time.

No wonder she could still keep her composure when such a big incident happened.

It was completely due to absolute confidence in her own image.

Speaking of which.

The disturbance this time only affected the views of the outside world.

Most of the clients who came to the auction house to consign their items were from out of town.

Locals only made up a very small minority.

After all.

Whoever had a treasure would worry about the people around them finding out.

Who wouldn't want to cash it in quietly?

Traveling from their local area to an unfamiliar place to consign items was the choice most people would make.

Their circle could be considered both big and small.

Legitimate auction houses with guarantees weren't as numerous as one might imagine.

In the short term.

Sister Hong could still rely on her accumulated reputation to withstand the pressure.

If it dragged on for too long, she herself wouldn't be able to accept it either.

Just as the vendors thought.

You can do it once or twice, but not a third time.

If someone came to cause trouble at the scene again today, there was a high probability that Sister Hong would demand an explanation.

All of this depended on whether the mastermind behind the scenes had a brain.

If Lin Yu were directing all this from behind the scenes.

He definitely wouldn't choose to make a move today; he would draw out the battle line a bit longer.

As for what Huang Daoqi would choose...

That wasn't within the scope of Lin Yu's consideration.

Logically speaking, for him to stir up such a massive incident.

He ought to be a person with a brain.

But judging from the fact that he transferred the transaction to his daughter's name, he didn't seem too smart.

It even made Lin Yu suspect a bit if there was someone else behind him.

Doubts aside.

What happened next temporarily had nothing to do with him, and he didn't need to worry blindly.

He didn't even know what would happen tonight, so there was absolutely no need to think that far ahead.

Having strolled enough on the street, Lin Yu first headed to the Treasureless Pavilion.

Going to the Rose Firm to find Sister Hong and Huang Feirong was something agreed upon in advance.

But having arrived at the Ghost Market Street, how could he not visit the Treasureless Pavilion?

Even if Lin Yu hadn't sent a message to Shen Buyao.

Given the friendship between Shen Buyao and Huang Feirong, she would definitely know that Lin Yu was coming.

Playing dumb wasn't a good thing.

Maybe.

At this moment, Shen Buyao was waiting for Lin Yu at the Treasureless Pavilion.

Waiting to see if he would take the initiative to come looking for her.

Arriving at the window of the Treasureless Pavilion, Lin Yu saw that the window was wide open and the lights were on inside.

So, he quietly approached.

Wanting to give "Shen Buyao", who was watching the shop, a surprise.

As a result.

Just as he reached the vicinity of the window, before he could deliver the surprise, a familiar figure walked out from the darkness on the opposite side.

It was none other than...

Shen Jiuyi!

The two locked eyes.

Lin Yu: "..."

Shen Jiuyi: "..."

They stood frozen in awkwardness almost at the same time, not knowing what to do.

If he were to continue the scare...

He had already been seen by Shen Jiuyi, making it hard to carry on with such a childish act.

If he were to return to normal now, Lin Yu's hunched posture looked very comical.

Of all times.

Why did she have to appear right at this moment?

Shen Jiuyi appeared quite understanding; she silently took two steps back and pointed towards the inside of the shop.

The meaning was obvious.

You carry on, I'll go in later.

Such a reaction.

Instead made Lin Yu's actions look even more like a silly goose!

With this contrast in the situation.

How could Lin Yu calmly continue?

What directly dispelled Lin Yu's idea was another matter...

The conversation inside the Treasureless Pavilion!

"Little Yu has never chatted with me about antique knowledge at home. Does he really understand these things?"

"Mengmeng, you've lived with him for so many years and you don't even know this, yet you're asking Yaoyao?"

Shen Buyao: "Hahaha, it's normal not to know. We usually don't have much chance to talk about these things!"

Lin Yu: "!!!"

It was actually the voices of Aunt Qimeng and Aunt Ruxue?

The two of them didn't go shopping and ran over to the Treasureless Pavilion instead?

This truly took Lin Yu by surprise!

Fortunately, Shen Jiuyi appeared in time and stopped Lin Yu's childish behavior.

Otherwise.

If he had popped up making a ruckus, he wouldn't just be embarrassing himself in front of Shen Buyao alone.

There were also two aunts present!

Without time to think too much, Lin Yu straightened his back and walked over to Shen Jiuyi.

Acting as if nothing had just happened, he spoke to Shen Jiuyi:

"I originally wanted to scare Yaoyao, haha, I didn't expect to run into you."

Shen Jiuyi's face was calm, but she was extremely panicked inside.

Ever since the phone call last night, she had been in a state of anxiety.

She was even repeatedly pondering whether her action of taking the liberty to call Lin Yu was right or wrong.

According to the time agreed with Shen Buyao, Shen Jiuyi should have arrived at the shop two or three hours earlier.

Why was she only arriving late now?

It was because she was constantly struggling internally!

Struggling over whether she should see Lin Yu tonight.

As long as she hadn't come yet, there was still a possibility to salvage everything.

Once she came, there would be no turning back.

Back and forth she struggled.

In the end.

The scale still tipped towards the side of destiny.

Hearing Lin Yu take the initiative to step forward and speak, Shen Jiuyi's subconscious reaction was discomfort.

She quickly pointed at the window and said:

"No need to pay attention to me, you can pretend I don't exist."

Lin Yu looked at Shen Jiuyi: "..."

Shen Jiuyi avoided his gaze: "..."

In the past, every time he saw Little Jiu, she was always in a calm and composed state, detached from worldly matters.

Who would have thought.

That there would actually be a time when she spoke so mindlessly!

Regarding this change, Lin Yu understood what was going on.

It must be related to the late-night phone call yesterday!

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