After several rounds of bidding, Vivian raised her hand again, "Eleven million."

Everyone gasped and looked at Shi Heng, as if expecting him to join this "war".

However, Shi Heng just lowered his head and said something in Gu Youran's ear, and she smiled and shook her head.

In the end, Vivian bought the painting for 11 million.

The host excitedly announced, "Congratulations, Miss Vivian!"

Halfway through the auction, Shi Heng suddenly lowered his head and said to Gu Youran, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Gu Youran raised her eyes and gently tickled his palm with her fingertips, "Don't make me wait too long."

Shi Heng squeezed her fingers and said, "Very soon."

Around the corner, the lights are dim.

Shi Heng did not stop, as if he did not hear the sound of high heels behind him.

"Mr. Shi." Weiwei's voice was deliberately lazy. "What a coincidence?"

She leaned against the wall, her shoulder straps slipping down an inch at some point, revealing the white lines of her shoulders and neck.

Shi Heng finally stopped and turned slowly.

In the shadows, his eyes were dim and unclear. "Miss Vivian, what's the matter?"

Vivian took a step forward. "Just now at the auction, Mr. Shi was so cold..."

She raised her hand, her fingertips faintly brushing across Shi Heng's tie, "I'm curious, if Mrs. Shi saw us like this..."

Before she could finish her words, Shi Heng suddenly grabbed her wrist!

Vivian's breathing hitched.

The next second, Shi Heng suddenly pulled her closer, with his other hand resting on the wall beside her ear.

"You..." Her heart beat faster, but she froze the moment she met Shi Heng's eyes.

The look in his eyes was frighteningly cold.

"Ms. Vivian," Shi Heng's voice was as low as ice, "or should I call you... Mu Xuewei?"