Ye Rou suddenly clutched her chest and took two steps back, her face as pale as snow, and she seemed about to collapse.

Her delicate and pitiful appearance was truly heartbreaking, but Song Zhiyu felt no emotion whatsoever.

Ye Rou is not entirely innocent; she was also involved in the switch of identities between Ye Rou and Shen Jinshu back then.

However, compared to Shen Feng's blatant wickedness, Ye Rou was secretly vicious; she could eliminate Shen Feng without bloodshed simply by talking.

Most of the despicable methods Shen Jinshu used to frame her in her previous life were actually carried out by Ye Rou.

Now, she's just collecting some interest.

Song Zhiyu considered herself to have been relatively gentle in her approach.

*

Shen Feng and his group didn't look much better either; they never expected that the person opposing Ye Rou would be Song Zhiyu.

Who in the capital doesn't know that Shen Rushan is his only disciple? In full view of everyone, the disciple's mother and daughter are fighting over the same garment. Isn't this just making the Chengen Marquis's mansion a laughing stock in front of outsiders?

What angered Shen Feng even more was that Song Zhiyu stopped arguing after raising the price of the clothes to four thousand taels. He had no doubt that Song Zhiyu was retaliating against him.

Compared to Shen Feng's resentment, Shen's mother had a complicated expression. She stared at Song Zhiyu, who had grown into an increasingly beautiful and elegant woman, and felt a pang in her heart. She hadn't even recognized Song Zhiyu's voice just now.

She had always hoped that Song Zhiyu could be as virtuous and talented as Shu'er, and as dignified and generous.

But now that Song Zhiyu has become more confident and outstanding, she unexpectedly misses the Song Zhiyu who used to fawn over her and would be happy for a long time just because of a compliment from her.

Song Zhiyu didn't know what Shen's mother was thinking, nor did she intend to find out.

She simply shifted her hand to support her chin, leaning lazily against the window, and said slowly, "My father always taught me to be humble and to help others achieve their goals."

Zhiyu always kept her father's teachings in mind and deeply agreed with them. "Since Madam Ye is an elder, naturally elders come first."

Shen Feng's face stiffened. He had indeed said those words, but that was not his true intention.

Moreover, Song Zhiyu never considered being modest when she kept raising the price.

Shen Feng was seething with hatred, but when others praised him for his excellent parenting, he could only smile and agree, swallowing his anger.

*

Yunxi didn't care how ugly Ye Rou's face was. She gently tapped the ivory hammer in her hand and stabbed her in the heart without any politeness. "Congratulations to this lady for buying 'Flowing Clouds' for four thousand taels of silver. If our master knew that the clothes he designed could be worth so much, he would be very grateful to the lady."

Faced with everyone's congratulations, Ye Rou forced a smile, but inwardly she felt like she was vomiting blood.

If it weren't for the occasion, she would have liked to just roll her eyes and faint.

An auction emptied her savings of many years, and she was even worried about how to raise the four thousand taels later.

All of this was thanks to Song Zhiyu. Ye Rou's eyes hardened. She knew that Song Zhiyu had obviously come to the auction because he had something he wanted. She immediately had an idea and decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

It's a good opportunity to avenge Shu'er at the same time, otherwise it would be difficult to quell the hatred in her heart.

*

The auction was in full swing, and the guests' interest was growing even stronger after what Song Zhiyu and Ye Rou had just done.

At this point, the sixth item was brought to the auction.

"This is a turquoise bracelet, meticulously crafted by dozens of artisans over a month. Besides its benefits in warding off evil and bringing good fortune, it also has another little-known advantage. The starting bid is one thousand taels; everyone can place their own bids." Yunxi gave a brief introduction, whetting everyone's appetite.

Song Zhiyu was interested in the benefits of warding off evil spirits that Yunxi mentioned. Considering that Pei Qingyan's birthday was coming soon, she made a bid first while everyone else was still observing.

"Two thousand taels."

As soon as she finished speaking, many interested guests came down to the table, and soon the price was raised to four thousand five hundred taels.

Many people have already backed down and given up on the idea of ​​raising the price further.

They already had their desired treasures in mind before they even came to the auction; the real highlight was yet to come.

"Does anyone else want to make a bid?" Yunxi asked with a smile, her ivory hammer poised to strike.

Seeing them all shake their heads, Yunxi finished the procedure and was about to strike the gavel when a soft female voice slowly rang out.

"I'll offer five thousand taels."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ye Rou smile shyly and explain to them, "My son deals with vicious criminals all day long, so he needs a treasure that can ward off evil and harm."

After saying that, she turned to look at Song Zhiyu and asked in a affected manner, "Miss Song shouldn't mind, right?"

"The highest bidder wins, Mrs. Ye, it's up to you." Song Zhiyu smiled, knowing full well what Ye Rou was planning.

He was simply angry and wanted to use the same method to trick her.

"Miss, she's deliberately trying to make things difficult for you." Lu Bai was furious, her small face turning red.

Song Zhiyu smiled. It seemed that her methods were too mild. There are always people who like to take advantage of others.

"It's alright. Since she wants to play, I'll play with her."

I wonder if Ye Rou will regret acting impulsively when she can't pay the money later.

"Five thousand five hundred taels." Song Zhiyu offered the price as Ye Rou had wished.

Not to be outdone, Ye Rou retorted, "Six thousand taels."

"Six thousand five hundred taels." Ye Rou noticed out of the corner of her eye that Song Zhiyu's expression had turned somewhat unpleasant, and she secretly felt smug. She then tried to replicate the method that Song Zhiyu had used to trick her earlier.

Using the same methods she had used against her, Song Zhiyu didn't know whether to laugh at Ye Rou's arrogance or her stupidity.

"I really like this turquoise bracelet. I wonder if Madam Ye would be willing to part with it?" Song Zhiyu lowered her eyes, concealing the dark glint that flashed in them, and feigned weakness towards Ye Rou.

Seeing Song Zhiyu's expression, Ye Rou felt extremely pleased and was even less likely to back down. "I really want to give it to Miss Song, but I also like this turquoise bracelet. Let's each rely on our own abilities."

As expected, she saw Song Zhiyu's disappointed expression, and then added another five hundred taels.

Only then did Ye Rou finally feel relieved. It seemed that Song Zhiyu had come today for the turquoise bracelet, and she was right after all.

Given that, how could she possibly let her have it so easily?

The tense atmosphere between the two men amazed the guests present.

As the two bidders raised their prices higher and higher, Shen Feng's expression changed from relaxed to tense. He kept a close eye on Song Zhiyu, afraid that she would stop bidding, while also secretly giving Ye Rou a look, telling her to stop while she was ahead.

"Seven thousand five hundred taels..."

Ye Rou nodded slightly, a look of joy appearing on her face, and called out the final price, completely unaware that something was amiss.

She waited quietly for Song Zhiyu to bid, already planning to give up as soon as Song Zhiyu made his bid and return his words verbatim.