"OK."

The staff left.

And after Lin said this in his later years, Wu Ye Sang was almost certain.

How come Lin is here in his later years?

He took a few deep breaths, and in order not to let the people around him notice, he pursed his lips, looked at the auction table, and paid some attention to the person behind him.

When he heard the sound of a chair being moved behind him, he turned his head and saw Lin Wannian standing up and walking outside, obviously going to the toilet.

He said to the man next to him, "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Oh." The man had no objection.

Wu Yesang then stood up, his hurried steps revealing his anxious mood.

After he left, the black-masked man's mouth curled up slightly under the mask.

Lin Wannian had just walked to the bathroom door when he felt a collision force coming from behind. He quickly moved to the side to avoid the person.

“Year after year…”

Wu Yesang kept his hand suspended in the air, looked at the person in front of him and called out softly.

"It's you. Why are you here?" Lin Wannian raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised.

Wu Ye Sang withdrew his hand and said, "Let's go inside."

"Don't be too deliberate." Lin Wannian rejected his proposal.

Wu Yesang hesitated for a moment and said, "I followed the others to auction things. What about you? Why are you here?"

“I’m here to auction something, too.”

"oh."

The two were silent and did not mention the items they were going to auction this time.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Wannian took the initiative to ask: "Is the golden silkworm Gu on the list yours?"

"Yeah," Wu Yesang admitted, slightly surprised that he guessed it right.

"Okay, there's nothing to talk about. I have to pee."

"Um."

Lin Wannian then looked at the signs for men's and women's restrooms and walked into the men's restroom.

He walked over to the urinal, closed the stall door, and unzipped his pants.

After peeing, she flushed the toilet, opened the partition door, and looked up to see Wu Yesang standing outside.

"What's up?"

"No." Wu Yesang came back to his senses, looked away and walked towards another compartment.

"Nervous." Lin Wannian said, but he felt inexplicably funny in his heart.

Wu Yesang, who was standing in the cubicle, had already heard the two words Lin Wannian said, and her cheeks turned red.

Returning to the auction, Wu Yesang glanced at Lin Wannian who had already sat down. The redness on his face had not yet faded, and he was very glad that he was still wearing a mask.

At this point the auction has already reached its hot stage. The items at the front are just appetizers, and the competition becomes more intense as time goes on.