He looked at Qing Bao carefully, met his clean and innocent big eyes, and couldn't help thinking that he was overthinking. How could Qing Bao, a little kid less than three years old, be so smart? This step was probably a coincidence.

Next, Shen Yizhi simply let Qing Bao take over.

Qing Bao actually played the game just as well as He Buji.

Every time Qing Bao made a move, it seemed to be very imaginative and casual, but He Buji became more and more frightened.

Is this really a kid under three years old? Why did he manage to overcome himself so skillfully at every step? Looking at Shen Yizhi standing by who still looked like he didn't understand anything, he inexplicably found it funny.

If she knew her son was such a monster, what would her expression be? Forget it, let her discover it slowly by herself. I can't deprive her of the joy of being a mother, right? He Buji would never admit that he had a bad taste.

When they arrived at the gate of Tianbao Pavilion, Shen Yizhi easily jumped off the carriage holding Qingbao, while He Yang carried He Buji and the wheelchair down together.

When he turned around, Shen Yizhi saw two "familiar people".

Aren’t these the “Brother Meng Yu” and “Bao Qin” that I met in the mountains that day?

After Zhao Mengyu got off the horse, he immediately came to the carriage and helped Han Baoqin down from the carriage very gently and considerately.

Then, a fat girl drew aside the curtain, and her eyes dimmed for a moment when she saw that scene.

"Sister, let me help you down."

Han Baoqin turned around and pretended to reach out her hand to Han Baoluo.

"No, I can come down by myself." Han Baoluo raised his chin and coldly refused her help.

Han Baoqin looked sad and said with tears in her eyes, "Sister, I just wanted to help you..."

Han Baoluo sneered and stepped on the bench to get off the car.

She was standing firmly on her feet, but Han Baoqin insisted on helping her up, and reminded her, "Sister, be careful, don't fall."

When she approached, she brought a cloying sweet fragrance with her. Han Baoluo suddenly felt irritated for some reason when she smelled it.

But Han Baoqin leaned close to her ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Sister, Brother Meng Yu is mine, and you will never be able to compete with me."

Han Baoluo couldn't bear it any longer and slapped him.

"Ah!" Han Baoqin screamed and was beaten so hard that she spun around on the spot and fell into the arms of Zhao Mengyu who rushed over.

She covered her face and looked at Han Baoluo in disbelief: "Sister, why did you hit me?"

Han Baoluo wanted to explain, but when she saw Zhao Mengyu, her fiancé, hugging her with a look of heartache, the anger in her heart did not go out, but instead grew even higher.

"I'm hitting you, little bitch! Don't think you can seduce Brother Zhao just because you have a seductive face! How dare you, a lowly creature like you, covet the position of the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhao family? You are simply overestimating yourself! Don't think that you will become the legitimate daughter just because your mother makes you the legitimate daughter. I tell you, you will never be able to climb over my head!"

Han Baoqin leaned in Zhao Mengyu's arms, tears falling from her wide eyes. She even choked with sobs, looking very sad.

Zhao Mengyu felt extremely distressed, and his eyes like swords shot towards Han Baoluo, "Baoqin is kind and sensible, but what about you? Not only are you ugly, but you are also extremely vicious! People like you are not worthy of entering the gate of my Zhao family! When I return, I will ask my parents to cancel this engagement!"

Han Baoqin, who was crying uncontrollably, raised the corners of her mouth under the handkerchief into an imperceptible arc when she heard this.

Han Baoluo couldn't believe what she heard, "You want to... break up your engagement with me?"

"That's right! Women like you are disgusting to me just by looking at them!"

Zhao Mengyu kept stabbing Han Baoluo in the heart.

After saying that, he didn't care about her reaction and pulled Han Baoqin inside.

Han Baoqin looked back at Han Baoluo, looking anxious to explain but not knowing how to start.

Han Baoluo stood there in a daze, her face pale, her lips trembling, tears streaming down her face, ruining her makeup, and she looked extremely miserable.

However, the onlookers not only showed no sympathy, but also laughed at him.

"Is this the eldest daughter of the Han family? She is as fat as a pig. No wonder the young master of the Zhao family dislikes her."

"Not to mention she's ugly and fat, she's also so vicious. The second young lady was kind enough to help her, but she slapped me in the face. If it were me, I would have to break off the engagement with her."

"The second young lady has always been kind. Last year, she even gave porridge to the beggars herself."

"In terms of looks, the eldest lady can't even compare to the second lady by a finger..."

Han Baoluo clenched his fists tightly and glared at the people around him fiercely.

They don't know anything and just talk nonsense here! These people are as hateful as Han Baoqin! Sooner or later, she will make all these people shut up!

Han Baoluo rubbed his eyes hard, held his head high and walked into Tianbao Pavilion.

Shen Yizhi held Qing Bao's hand and looked at her back thoughtfully.

This Miss Han seems to be poisoned...

The auction was held in a single-family building. Two women in light green dresses stood at the door, greeting the guests with smiles on their faces.

Entering the auction hall, Shen Yizhi and He Buji sat down at a square table in the second row.

Coincidentally, Han Baoluo and the other two were at the table.

The auction started on time at 9 o'clock.

Shopkeeper Zhou Caifeng personally served as the auctioneer. He came on stage and gave a humorous opening speech to liven up the atmosphere. He then said, "I won't waste any more time. Let's get straight to the auction items. The first item is a black iron sword made by Master Wang of Wang Qiantang. The starting price is one thousand taels, and each bid increase must not be less than one hundred taels."

Unexpectedly, the first item to be auctioned was sent by Wang Qiantang. Shen Yizhi looked towards the stage.

Zhou Caifeng nodded to the maid, and the maid came to the center of the venue with a sword in her hand, and walked between the tables so that everyone could observe the items up close.

People raised their number plates one after another. After a few minutes, the price was raised to two thousand taels, and the number of bidders gradually decreased.

Only two people were left and they were still adding one hundred taels at a time.

Shen Yizhi raised his number plate, "Five thousand taels."

The scene suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Many people looked at her, wondering who could raise the price so much at once.

On the other hand, He Buji, who was sitting next to him, was very calm.

Shen Yizi did this because, firstly, she thought that since Wang Qiantang sent the items for auction, he must want to make some money, and as an acquaintance, she naturally had to help him.

Secondly, she wanted to create an image of herself as a rich and stupid person in this auction so that others would not be able to tell what she really wanted to bid for. This way, she could spend the least amount of money possible to get what she wanted.

At the same time, it is also to pave the way for using as a stand-in when one's own items appear later.