Seeing Zhiyun's extremely beautiful face lost in thought, Xu Ruhua raised her lips sarcastically without any expression.

She already knows her true identity.

She, Xu Ruhua, is the real biological daughter of the Zhi family.

Zhiyun took her identity and enjoyed happiness in the Zhi family for more than 20 years, but she was treated harshly by Zhiyun's biological mother for more than 20 years.

Whenever she thought about her relationship with the Zhi family, she would feel extremely anxious, because she had not yet accepted that she had exchanged identities with Zhiyun.

On the one hand, she thought that since things had come to this, she could pretend that she had not heard what her mother said outside the door that day and not know anything about it.

On the one hand, seeing Zhiyun happy with her identity, Xu Ruhua felt unwilling to accept it.

"Zhiyun, you are so lucky."

Suddenly, Xu Ruhua uttered these words. She thought that Zhiyun would definitely not understand.

Because Zhiyun still knows nothing.

Zhiyun smiled and said, "I can understand that you are envious of my good fortune."

"I just be myself," Xu Ruhua said with a cool attitude, "so why should I envy you?"

Zhiyun raised her hand, smoothed the hair beside her ear, and said calmly: "Is Miss Xu's hostility towards me so deep?"

Xu Ruhua looked directly at Zhiyun: "Do you have delusions? When did I become hostile to you?"

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Delusional disorder is a type of mental illness. Can I conclude that Miss Xu is attacking me personally?!" Zhiyun spoke slowly and unhurriedly.

Xu Ruhua could no longer bear it and became more and more anxious.

In the past, she just thought Zhiyun was annoying because she was pestering Achu, but now, whenever she sees her, hatred will immediately grow in her heart.

She told herself that it would be a lie to say she didn't care, as Zhiyun had taken away her identity for more than 20 years...

**

The auction is about to begin.

Xu Ruhua entered the venue early and looked around. She did not see any seat marked with Zhi Huaiting's name, nor did she see any seat marked with Zhiyun's name.

There is not even the words "Feixing Group".

"Strange..." Xu Ruhua secretly speculated, "There is obviously no place for Zhiyun's family, why would Zhiyun come here...?"

Every auction held by Jingyulou is very grand, and all invited guests must bring an invitation letter to enter the venue.

As they sat down one by one, Xu Ruhua kept observing Zhiyun from time to time, wanting to see where she would sit.

I saw her walk to the front row, where seats were reserved for people of status.

Her invitation and seat were all arranged by Situ Ling, and she was in the third seat in the second row.

Only regular guests of Jingyu Tower are eligible to sit in the first row. Is Zhiyun crazy?!

Suddenly, a person in charge came forward and called out to Zhiyun, who was lingering in a row and had not yet taken a seat. He politely said, "Miss, please check to see if your seat is in the back. The first row is for permanent guests of Jingyu Tower."

The person in charge of regular customers must know each other, and Zhiyun is a stranger.

Zhiyun was about to say something when Han Qingrang's voice came from the Bluetooth headset.

"Then wait for me, I'll pick you up now."

Zhiyun apologized to the person in charge and left.

Witnessing Zhiyun coming in and being kicked out, Xu Ruhua inexplicably wanted to laugh.

Achu was right. Zhiyun, this woman, always liked to squeeze herself into occasions where she seemed out of place, trying to fit in. In the end, reality told her that she was not qualified.