Wenren Bingying scoffed.
You Rongxin smiled calmly, a hint of provocation in her eyes: "It's all up to you. How do you know I can't take it away until the very end?"
"Besides, it's not really a matter of stealing. Do you have that kind of relationship with Young Master Fufeng? We're just starting from the same point. Don't talk as if you've already taken the lead over me."
"you……"
Wenren Bingying's face was filled with anger, but she couldn't refute it. However, she was not one to be trifled with, and retorted, "At least I had the opportunity to spend time with him, while you didn't even have that opportunity!"
"You think sending him a lousy invitation will give you a chance to spend time with him? You're overestimating your charm. I bet he won't accept your invitation!"
"That's not necessarily true. What if he happens to find something he needs at this auction?"
Rong Xinya retorted, not to be outdone. Now that she had established a competitive relationship with Wenren Bingying, she would no longer care about sisterly affection; striving for her own happiness was the most important thing.
“If he really needs something, I’ve heard that other people can provide it for him, so why would he need to attend this auction?”
Wenren Bingying disagreed.
"It seems that Sister Bingying has wasted her time with him all this time, and she still hasn't figured out what kind of person he is."
You Rongxinya smiled faintly, "Do you think Young Master Fufeng would accept favors from others for nothing? People of his character are most afraid of owing favors. After all, it's easy to clear up debts of money, but difficult to repay favors. The more you try to do him a favor, the more distant he will become from you. On the contrary, small things that don't count as favors but can help him are easier for him to accept, understand?"
This time, Wenren Bingying surprisingly didn't refute, appearing thoughtful.
"Sister Bingying, I'm just trying to give you a heads-up. Don't kick me out, or if Young Master Fufeng accepts my invitation, I won't give you your share."
Rong Xinya smiled gently.
"snort!"
Wenren Bingying gave a cold snort and turned to walk into the backyard.
Rong Xinya followed her in, walking gracefully towards the alchemy room.
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