Is it a coincidence?

The next morning, Mu Han's illness had completely healed. They drove to the auction site. As soon as they arrived at the door, Mu Han's master came out to greet them. Upon seeing his master, Mu Han immediately ran over like a happy little deer, a bright smile on his face, and said coquettishly, "Master, I really miss you so much."

The master looked at Mu Han with eyes full of fondness, and responded with a smile: "Really?"

Mu Han continued to act coquettishly: "Isn't it? By the way, Master, when does the auction start?"

The master smiled, raised his hand and gently nodded Mu Han's head, saying, "Come on, let's go in and sit down. It will start in a while."

After that, the master led the way, and Mu Han, Han Yi, and Qin Hui followed obediently. Entering the venue, Mu Han looked around and found that this place was completely different from the last time. The venue was divided into several areas: the general area, the VIP area, and the VIP area.

They arrived not too early, and the venue was almost full. The master led them straight to the VIP area. Mu Han saw a familiar figure from a distance, and when he got closer, he saw that it was indeed Lu Zhizhi. Mu Han's heart tightened, and he quickly grabbed the master's sleeve, anxiously saying, "Master, why is this person here again?"

The master smiled helplessly and explained, "They came to buy paintings, there's nothing we can do."

Mu Han sighed helplessly: "Okay~_~"

The master then reminded him, "Go find your seat yourself."

Mu Han hurried to a place farther away from Lu Zhizhi to find his seat, but after searching around, he didn't see his name. At this time, the master had already found a seat and said helplessly, "Hanhan, what are you doing over there? Your seat is here. Come over here quickly, everyone is here."

Mu Han reluctantly walked over and saw the seat his master pointed to. It was next to Lu Zhizhi. Han Yi and Qin Hui were already seated, leaving only this one empty seat. Mu Han reluctantly sat down. His master sat next to him, followed by Han Yi, and then Qin Hui next to Han Yi.

As soon as Mu Han sat down, Lu Zhizhi asked him with concern: "Hanhan, are you feeling better?"

Mu Han didn't even look at him, and said in a cold tone: "Mr. Lu, this doesn't seem to be any of your business, right?"

Han Yi heard Lu Zhizhi and Mu Han talking, and immediately stared at Lu Zhizhi coldly. Lu Zhizhi just glanced at Han Yi lightly, and then ignored him, and continued to say gently to Mu Han: "Hanhan, can you talk to me now?"

Mu Han glanced at Lu Zhizhi with disdain and responded coldly: "Mr. Lu, please don't be like this. I've already said that there is nothing to talk about between us."

After hearing this, Lu Zhizhi stopped talking and just stared at Mu Han quietly. Mu Han felt uncomfortable under his gaze, and his body tingled slightly. After a while, seeing that the auction had not yet begun, Mu Han could not help but lean over to his master's ear and whispered, "Master, can we change seats?"

The master calmly replied, "This was assigned by the organizer. How can we change it just like that?"

Mu Han grumbled aggrievedly: "Okay~_~"

After saying that, Mu Han looked at Han Yi, and Han Yi immediately asked gently, "What's wrong, Han Han?"

Mu Han said calmly, "Any more candy?"

Han Yi smiled, slowly took out some candy from his pocket, and gently reminded him, "Don't eat too much."

Mu Han smiled and nodded, took the candy, peeled it slowly, and put the candy into his mouth. Lu Zhizhi kept looking at Mu Han silently, his eyes full of tenderness. But Mu Han deliberately avoided Lu Zhizhi's sight from beginning to end. Han Yi felt very uncomfortable when he saw Lu Zhizhi still staring at Mu Han.

Mu Han was really bored, so he asked his master with a smile: "Master, how long do we have to wait?"

The master smiled and said comfortingly, "You should be starting soon."

As soon as the master finished speaking, Mu Han's phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was his mother calling. Mu Han looked at the three people beside him, stood up slowly, and walked out of the seating area. Lu Zhizhi kept watching his back until he disappeared from sight.

Mu Han answered the phone hesitantly. As soon as the call was connected, she changed to a coquettish tone: "My dear mother, what's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, Mu Han's mother's voice was a little angry: "Why didn't you call me after you recovered?"

Mu Han explained aggrievedly: "I was going to fight, but Xiao Yi said he had already told you, so I didn't fight."

Mu Han's mother said, "He did say that, but you have to call me yourself."

Mu Han pretended to be wronged and started to act like a spoiled brat: "Mom, don't you love me anymore? It turns out you only love Dad."

When Mu Han's mother heard this, she immediately changed her tone to a gentle one: "How could I not love my baby? Okay, I don't blame you, okay?"

Mu Han immediately turned from anger to joy: "That's good, Mom, the auction will start soon, I have to hang up."

After his mother hung up the phone, Mu Han walked back to his seat slowly. Lu Zhizhi's eyes followed him all the time. As soon as Mu Han sat down, Lu Zhizhi gently called out, "Hanhan."

Mu Han pretended not to hear, turned to look at Han Yi, and said angrily, "It's all your fault. You didn't let me call my mother."

Han Yi looked aggrieved: "Hanhan, what's wrong with me?"

Mu Han ignored him and turned to look at the auction table. At that moment, the auctioneer walked onto the stage slowly, and the lights suddenly dimmed. At that moment, Lu Zhizhi suddenly grabbed Mu Han's hand, and the lights suddenly came back on. Startled, Mu Han quickly shook off Lu Zhizhi's hand and glared at him coldly.

At that moment, the auctioneer's voice reached their ears clearly, and they both looked towards the auction table. The first painting on display was Mu Han's. The auctioneer introduced the painting slowly and in detail, and only after that did the actual auction officially begin.

Mu Han listened intently to the auctioneer's explanation. After analyzing the painting, the auctioneer said with a smile, "The starting bid is one million."

There was a sudden buzz of discussion in the audience, and someone whispered, "This was taught by the same master as Mr. Q." The atmosphere in the entire venue gradually became heated, and everyone's eyes were focused on this painting. Mu Han couldn't help but get nervous.