This was An Ci's first time going out since coming to Continent M.
She leaned sideways, her whole body almost pressed against the car door, her bright eyes looking at the scenery along the way, and she took a deep breath.
It's the taste of freedom.
Looking at her smiling face with curved eyebrows and eyes, Aunt Hong smiled faintly, and suddenly thought of something. She took out her mobile phone and secretly took a picture of her.
The head of the family ordered that the young lady and son-in-law should not be informed about the young master's high fever, and also confiscated her communication tools, resulting in her being unable to contact the young lady for the past few days.
If she hadn't been able to get her phone back this time when she went out, she would have to quickly send the young lady a photo of the young master so that she wouldn't worry.
Immersed in the world of where to go for fun later, An Ci had his back to her and didn't notice her movements.
After taking two photos in a row, Aunt Hong quickly put away her phone, fearing that An Ci would find out.
It's rare that the young master didn't make a fuss about going back to the imperial capital. It would be bad if this reminded him of home.
On the way, the car passed by an auction house.
An Ci immediately perked up, "Stop the car."
Zuo Fei was a little confused, but he still found a place to park as she asked.
Aunt Hong looked at An Ci, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
An Ci unbuckled his seatbelt and pointed out the window, "Auntie Hong, I want to go shopping there."
Following her gaze, Aunt Hong and Zuo Fei saw a retro four-story building. On a high-hanging black plaque were three gold-plated words engraved - Auction House.
Aunt Hong was stunned. An Ci's voice urged her, "Uncle Zuo Fei, open the car door."
The word "Uncle" made Zuo Fei a little confused, even a little flattered.
Acting before thinking, he pressed the door lock button beside him.
An Ci opened the car door. Because she was short and had short legs, she had no choice but to slide off the seat and jump out of the car.
"Be careful." Aunt Hong reflexively wanted to hug her, but missed.
An Ci landed firmly on the ground with both feet. She turned her head and looked at Aunt Hong, "Aunt Hong, hurry up."
When she met her smiling eyes, Aunt Hong immediately lost her temper and sighed in her heart.
The young master is so cute, what can she do?
"Here I come, here I come."
After getting out of the car, Aunt Hong held An Ci's hand tightly and couldn't help but say, "Young Master, please don't run around later."
This is not a manor, there might be potential dangers.
An Ci nodded.
Zuo Fei followed behind them, observing the surroundings calmly with his peripheral vision.
At this time, there are not many people in the auction house and it looks quite deserted.
"Welcome."
The manager of the auction house came over with a smile on his face. Having been in the auction house for so long, he had already developed a pair of sharp eyes.
His gaze lingered on Zuo Fei for two more seconds before he politely asked, "What would you three like to see?"
An Ci looked around and asked him, "What do you have here?"
The manager glanced at Zuo Fei and seeing that he didn't say anything, he probably guessed who was the one in charge among the three of them.
He looked down at An Ci and smiled, "We have a lot of auction items here. I wonder what kind of items the young master would like to see, such as jade jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings..."
Aunt Hong interrupted, "Is there a brochure of the auction items?"
"Yes, please wait a moment. Please sit over there for a while and I will get it for you." After saying that, the manager turned and left.
It was An Ci’s first time at the auction house, and everything he saw seemed new to him. His eyes rolled around as he casually examined the surrounding ornaments.
After a while, the manager came back with a brochure of auction items.
"Young Master, this batch of auction items has just arrived. Please take a look and see if there is anything you like." He handed the booklet to An Ci with both hands.
An Ci took the booklet and slowly flipped through it, while Aunt Hong stood by and read along.
Just like what the manager said, most of the auction items are valuable jewelry and antique paintings and calligraphy, nothing special.
When she turned to the last two pages, An Ci had lost interest. Suddenly, she paused and her eyes lit up.
"I want this."
Three pairs of eyes turned to the photo in the booklet, which was a newborn white tiger cub.
Aunt Hong widened her eyes.
Could it be that her young master mistook this little white tiger for a kitten?
Another person who shared the same idea as her was Zuo Fei.
He approached Aunt Hong and asked quietly, "Can the young master read?"
“…”
Aunt Hong's mouth twitched.
What does that mean?
Does her young master look like an illiterate person?
How could you not recognize the two words "white tiger"?
Receiving her rolling eyes, Zuo Fei tactfully shut up.
Aunt Hong coughed lightly and gently reminded, "Young Master, this is not a kitten."
An Ci looked up at her and smiled, "Of course this isn't a cat, it's a white tiger."
She pointed to the introduction next to the white tiger's photo and said, "It's written here."
Aunt Hong laughed dryly, "...Young Master, if you want a pet, we can go to the pet store and buy one."
"I don't want to raise anything else." An Ci looked at the photo of the white tiger cub and liked it more and more. "I just like this one."
In her previous life, she was busy studying medicine and had no time to keep a pet. Now that she has the opportunity, of course she must make up for this regret.
Aunt Hong looked at the photo of the white tiger cub and couldn't help but imagine the grown-up white tiger, with its sturdy body and sharp teeth...
She shuddered and was about to continue persuading her to give up, but An Ci spoke first, "Auntie Hong, don't you think it's cute?"
Aunt Hong looked at the white tiger cub in the photo and swallowed, "...It's quite cute."
The key is that when it grows up, it will no longer be cute.
"I think so too." An Ci nodded with a smile, "Then let's take it home."
Aunt Hong was so shocked that her jaw dropped.
No, are you making such a hasty decision?
The manager hadn't expected An Ci to spend so much time choosing and finally pick this white tiger cub. Coming to his senses, he said, "I'm sorry, young master, this white tiger cub is sick. If you want to buy it, we can sell it to you at half price, but we can't guarantee how long it will live if you buy it."
The tiger cub won't live long, so selling it at half price is better than losing money.
He was honest, and An Ci was straightforward, "Okay, then bring Baihu here."
As she spoke, she turned to look at the person next to her, "Auntie Hong, card."
Aunt Hong sighed, "Do you really want this white tiger cub?"
An Ci nodded without hesitation, "Yes."
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