It was already 8 p.m. in Los Angeles when they arrived at the auction venue. During the drive from Moonlight Garden, Lu Weixi's slightly moist eyes frequently glanced at Gong Ning, her lips trembling as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
With a smile on her face that anyone could see, Gong Xiangru's expression was stiff, especially when the waiter at the door suddenly became respectful when he saw the invitation Gong Ning handed over; she almost gritted her teeth in frustration.
The arrival of Lu Weixi and Gong Xiangru caused a slight stir among the people at the auction. Gong Xiangru was a role model for the younger generation of aristocratic families, and she had recently performed brilliantly in the preliminary round of the World Literature Association. The young men in the audience who were infatuated with her frequently looked over, and their admiring and adoring gazes made Gong Xiangru's originally terrible mood suddenly improve, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.
She exhaled, forcing herself to calm down, took out her phone, and sent a message to someone whose contact name was "Y": "Help me check on Gong Ning. I suspect she has connections in the World Literature Association. I must pass this semi-final. No one can stand in my way."
I deleted the message right after sending it.
The fact that the World Literature Association sent Gong Ning such a prestigious letter suggests that she must be someone the association relies on. With the World Literature Association's resumption season about to begin, she must prevent Gong Ning from interfering.
This was Gong Xiangru's first reaction after snapping out of her shock, and she subconsciously ruled out the possibility that Gong Ning would participate in the competition.
My grandmother is getting old, and her mental state has deteriorated in recent years. Her abdication is only a matter of time, and my mother has no intention of inheriting the throne...
Gong Xiangru was full of confidence and determined to succeed in this semi-final competition for walnut carving and jade carving.
The World Literature Association's dark web service prepares corresponding bidding cards and seats based on the invitation card presented upon entry. There are also specific seating areas for aristocratic socialites and gentlemen, and the hierarchy of status is clearly defined.
So when the staff led Gong Ning and her group to the exclusive VIP seats for members of the World Literature Association, the scene was quiet for a moment, then it instantly erupted into chaos.
Is Gong Xiangru so highly regarded by the World Writers Association?
All eyes turned to Gong Xiangru, their gazes both subtle and intense, shaking her composure once more. Her polite smile remained unchanged, and these looks greatly satisfied her vanity. However, when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the nonchalant smile on Gong Ning's lips, a flicker of stiffness crossed her eyes, even revealing a hint of embarrassment she was unwilling to admit.
She admitted that the waiter's respectful yet subtly worshipful attitude and gaze when he took the letter from Gong Ning was extremely irritating. Subconsciously, she didn't take out her own letter and silently followed.
Despite receiving such adoration thanks to Gong Ning, her inherent pride constantly reminded her that she couldn't be so spineless. She was used to the envious and admiring glances directed at her…
Her eyes flashed, and she lowered her head to avoid Gong Ning's gaze. She picked up the teacup on the small table and took a small sip.
On the other hand, Lu Weixi was smiling like a child, her eyes overflowing with satisfaction. She turned her head and gently pinched Gong Ning's cheek, her tone doting and indulgent, "Ayun has grown up. Mom can actually benefit from Ayun's growth. That's great. Today, when Mom goes back, I'll cook a table full of delicious food to reward our little Ayun."
Lu Weixi's feelings of being moved, happy, and heartbroken at this moment were exactly the same as those parents of children who were used to their children's poor grades suddenly achieved excellent results in a certain exam.
The way he looked at Gong Ning was incredibly loving.
Gong Ning leaned on her shoulder and sniffed, slightly dazed. It turned out that making her parents happy was so simple.
Why did she hide in a corner, looking sad and indifferent, when she saw Gong Xiangru making her parents laugh and be happy?
She can do it too...
The phoenix feather is the highlight of the evening, and it certainly won't be released at the beginning. Gong Ning watched the lively scene of bidding and vying for the prize, her eyes flashing with interest. Since returning from Gu Youchao, apart from attending a few large banquets with Yan Jingzhou, she hadn't gone out much. She had become somewhat out of touch with the bustling modern world, and the long-lost noise filled her eyes and lingered in her ears.
Gong Ning seemed boneless, letting Lu Weixi embrace her without any of the poise and decorum of a socialite. She exuded a carefree ease, which frequently attracted admiring glances from those around her.
"Who is that little girl leaning against Madam Gong's arms? She looks unfamiliar."
In fact, Gong Ning attracted a lot of attention as soon as she entered. Although she exuded a lively and pure clean temperament, the pride and brightness on her stunningly beautiful face gave people the illusion that she was a pampered kitten who had sneaked out while her owner wasn't paying attention and was very smug.
"I don't know. Being so intimate with Madam Gong, her identity must be extraordinary..."
"Oh? Now that you mention it, I suddenly remember that there was news a few days ago that the Gong family's youngest daughter had returned."
Upon hearing this, the group, who had been discussing animatedly, suddenly fell silent, staring at each other for a long while.
Someone stammered, "It shouldn't be, right? Rumor has it that Miss Gong San mingles in a mixed and vulgar place, how could she have such an air about her?"
The crowd fell silent for a few moments, when suddenly the main character in their conversation slowly stood up from his seat, turned around, and walked towards the passageway led by a waiter.
Gong Ning clutched the sanitary napkin tightly in her hand, her face slightly pale. She secretly resented her body for being so uncooperative. She had been trying to regulate her period for several months, but it was still so irregular and extremely painful.
When Gong Ning came out of the bathroom, her face was pale. She leaned weakly on the cold marble sink and took a careful breath. It took her a long time to recover before the spasmodic pain in her abdomen subsided a little. She felt slightly better, but a few sour and aggrieved feelings arose in her heart for no reason.
She misses A-Zhou...
She had been trying to stop herself from thinking about him these past few days, but even in this much pain, she couldn't help but think of him...
In the past, he would prepare ginger and brown sugar for her period. Although it didn't taste good, it was really comforting. His big hands on her lower abdomen were also warm. Although it hurt then, it wasn't as unbearable as it is now.
A tear suddenly fell into the sink...
Gong Ning suddenly snapped out of her daze, quickly took out a tissue to wipe away the tears in her eyes, grabbed her handbag, and left the restroom.
Why are you crying? Didn't she push the person away herself?
The matter with Gong Xiangru has not been resolved yet, so she cannot go back or go to him.
The corridor, bathed in a warm, yellowish light, seemed long and endless. Gong Ning took a few steps but was forced to stop by the intense pain in her abdomen.
She took out her phone to call Lu Weixi, but when she saw the name at the top of her contacts, her nose tingled and she almost burst into tears.
Suddenly, a long, slender hand holding a handkerchief appeared before them. "Why are you crying?"
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