Then he agreed: "Okay."

Lu Yanzhi: "Chen Zhou, you go too."

Chen Zhou in the audience: "...Yes."

"Then let's go," Madam Lu looked at Gu Hanxing and Lu Yanzhi and said sincerely, "I hope that when we come back, this painting will have a buyer."

Gu Hanxing and Lu Yanzhi looked at each other, and intense sparks instantly burst out in their eyes.

The other side.

Song Qingyu followed Madam Lu out of the auction house.

There is a small lake outside the auction site.

The surrounding area is dotted with colorful small lights, and the lights are reflected on the sparkling lake, which is very beautiful.

Song Qingyu let Song Feng push the wheelchair while she looked at the lake, her thoughts racing, as if there was no one around her.

"Ignoring me won't solve the problem." Madam Lu's cold tone pierced her ears, forcing Song Qingyu to shift her gaze and look up at her.

"I don't understand what you're saying, old lady."

Madam Lu stared at Song Qingyu's dark, bright eyes and snorted coldly, completely losing the politeness she showed in front of others. "Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? Those two men in there are about to fight over you. Don't you want to say anything?"

Song Qingyu: "They are just fighting over the painting, what does it have to do with me?"

"Haha, I don't believe you're really that stupid." Madam Lu stared at Song Qingyu intently. "You'd only be happy if they fought, right? It's true that I call you a vixen!"

"But wasn't all this caused by you, old lady?" Song Qingyu raised her eyes, her eyes as cold as the moon in the sky. "You should be the one responsible, right?"

Madam Lu's face suddenly turned pale. She gritted her teeth and said word by word, "What did you say?"

As the elder of the Lu family, no one dared to blame her.

Even Lu Yanzhi didn't dare...

How dare this woman!