What's the Point of Such a Sudden Change in Style

Lin Yu's gaze unconsciously drifted toward Huang Feiya.

At this moment, Huang Feiya.

She remained as calm as when they first met, showing not the slightest hint of panic.

It was as if, even with things developing to this point, she was still completely aloof from the world's strife.

If the system had not made a mistake, and if Lin Yu's guess was not wrong...

Could it be that the chubby little guy, Huang Daoqi, really had nothing to do with this incident?

Was the mastermind Huang Feiya?

Without the system's prompt, Lin Yu would not have thought in this direction even if beaten to death.

Even now, with the system's silent hint, Lin Yu still felt it was a bit surreal.

Or rather...

A bit terrifying!

When you stare at someone for a long time, they naturally sense your gaze.

Huang Feiya was no exception. She calmly turned her eyes to look back at him.

Lin Yu's heart leaped into his throat: "!!!"

Once he bought into the character profile he had figured out, it was hard to break free from this strange train of thought.

It seemed as though everything made perfect sense; he was forcing logic out of micro-expressions for something completely illogical!

In terms of perceptiveness, Huang Feirong had just lost a round.

This time, however, she was more than happy to show off in front of her own people.

She quickly pulled out the round chairs on the opposite side one by one, preparing seats for the guests.

Sister Hong and Huang Daoqi returned to their seats first, gesturing for Lin Yu and the others to quickly sit down and chat.

The two Shen sisters sat down very naturally.

Lin Yu, on the other hand, felt a bit embarrassed.

Because Huang Feirong and Huang Feiya, two living, breathing people, were still standing!

Strictly speaking.

They were also the hosts here!

Where was the logic in the hosts standing while the guests sat down to chat?

Sister Hong was as straightforward as ever, speaking directly to Lin Yu:

"Boss Lin, just take a seat!"

"Those two have been sitting all day. Sitting every day is going to make their limbs atrophy."

"It is fine, let them stand. Do not worry about them."

Lin Yu nodded with a chuckle and quickly said:

"Sister Hong, just calling me Little Yu is fine."

"I really cannot bear being called Boss Lin!"

Sister Hong was still so fierce, speaking without any regard for her own juniors.

Huang Daoqi watched Lin Yu with a smile the whole time.

He chimed in:

"Calling you Boss Lin is only right!"

"If it were not for Boss Lin, the auction house run by our Huang family would not have had the chance to shine."

"It has been at least eight or nine years... We have not been this glorious in a long time!"

After speaking.

Huang Daoqi looked at Sister Hong. His demeanor and gestures clearly implied that Sister Hong was the true master of the auction house.

When it came to matters regarding the auction house, everything depended on her reaction.

Such a clear sense of boundaries earned him major points in Lin Yu's heart.

Sister Hong pointed at Lin Yu and said:

"Exactly! I have told Rongrong and Yaoyao several times."

"To bring Little Yu over to hang out when they have free time."

"These two girls only know how to goof off all day. They never took my words seriously at all."

"Especially this blockhead of ours!"

"Every day, she just tries to find ways to play video games. I do not know where she got those genes from, but she did not inherit a single good trait from me. Tell me about it..."

Lin Yu: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

How did a casual chat suddenly turn so heated?

Sister Hong complained about her daughter like a laser gun, pew pew pew... She just could not stop!

Now Lin Yu finally understood.

Why Sister Hong appeared as the final boss in the dream of the King of Dirty Jokes.

Probably for a very long time before this.

Huang Feirong had lived her days in fear of her mother.

A beautiful young girl, and a wealthy second-generation heir to boot!

Not going around dating indiscriminately or cultivating bizarre hobbies.

She had already beaten most of the rich young ladies!

Her only wish was to play video games to her heart's content. What was wrong with that?

Seeing that her own mother could not stop, Huang Feirong quickly stepped forward to intervene.

If she let her continue talking like this, who knew when she would stop.

"Mom! Do not, do not, do not... Stop talking!"

"Did we not agree to talk about serious business?"

"Cannot we talk about my issues in private?"

Huang Feirong pressed down on Sister Hong's shoulders and quickly reminded her.

Sister Hong picked up the tea from the table and took a big gulp.

She kept muttering:

"I am so mad, I am so mad."

"Every time I talk about this, I get so angry!"

"Sooner or later, I am going to be tortured to death by you, you little demon. Little Yu, let us get back to business."

"You should have heard about what happened at the auction house recently, right?"

Lin Yu: "???"

The sudden question left Lin Yu stunned on the spot.

He was still immersed in the machine-gun spray of complaints, and suddenly they were talking about business?

Without any transition at all?

That was too abrupt!

Lin Yu actually felt that there was no need for a paternity test to see if the King of Dirty Jokes was her biological daughter!

He gathered his wandering thoughts and replied:

"I did hear a bit about it, and I specifically asked Sister Yaoyao for some details."

"I found out that the incident this time is quite serious. Is it being targeted by a competitor?"

Since Sister Hong was speaking so frankly.

Lin Yu did not hide much either, cutting straight to the chase to see what she was really thinking.

Huang Daoqi brought his daughter over to "offer a humble apology." Was the apology for the offense Lin Yu had in mind?

At the same time.

As Lin Yu asked his question, he deliberately observed the reactions of Huang Daoqi and his daughter.

Huang Feiya showed no change in expression.

She was still focused on listening to the conversation, showing no signs of inner turmoil.

On the contrary, Huang Daoqi...

...literally had embarrassment written all over his face!

His face instantly turned red, and he took out a handkerchief to constantly wipe his sweat.

Lin Yu: "..."

Huang Daoqi might as well have had the words "guilty conscience" stamped across his face.

It was not just Lin Yu who noticed it.

Even Shen Buyao and Shen Jiuyi, who were sitting to the side, focused their gazes on him.

The more this was the case.

The smaller Huang Daoqi's suspicion became!

This was no longer a question of whether Huang Daoqi had the brains to plan something major.

It was entirely that he did not look like he had the guts for it at all!

Someone with real courage could not possibly show their guilt so obviously!

If Huang Daoqi was a skilled actor and was purely putting on a performance right now.

Then Lin Yu would be completely convinced, ready to drop to his knees in admiration on the spot!

Considering himself to have Oscar-winning acting skills, he would just admit that the man was a living god and be done with it.

Sister Hong's next words pushed the eerie atmosphere in the room to the absolute max...

"Little Yu, Third Brother just told me about this matter."

"It was his brother-in-law, whom he introduced to us back then, acting blindly and stirring up trouble."

"He wanted to take me down as the manager and head of the family, so that Third Brother could come out and take charge of the big picture again."

"Third Brother himself did not know at first, and when he found out later, he did not dare to say anything."

"Now that he sees the situation has blown up, he came to me to admit his mistake."

"His brother-in-law has already been 'taught a lesson' by Third Brother's wife, and the money the auction house lost previously has just been fully compensated to me."