"Sister Wan, we have found the traitor who asked you to shave the wool and trim the horse's hooves. Tell me what to do with him. How about shaving him?"

"Sister Wan, when is the next time we meet? Can we make an appointment in advance?"

"Sister Wan..."

After finishing work early, Ye Wan logged into the live broadcast room as soon as he returned to the hotel.

When they found out that their female anchor was online, all the comments started to float up.

Ye Wan answered a few questions while removing her makeup. After more than an hour of mini live broadcast, she looked back and saw her phone was buzzing.

After the live broadcast ended, Ye Wan answered the phone.

"Miss..."

The voice on the other end of the phone was eerie, with only a hint of warmth when she called me "Young Miss," "Qingque received a hundred-year-old seed lotus. Didn't you say you wanted it? Send me the address. And..."

Ah Gui sighed, "The stone that was sent to Boss Dai was rejected by him."

???

"What's going on?"

Ye Wan laughed in surprise, "How did you offend him?"

"No."

Ah Gui smiled and said, "Boss Dai said that you are not allowed to send him anything you haven't seen. He won't be a free appraiser for our Sihai Chamber of Commerce. So, Miss, when are you coming to take a look?"

Laughing and shaking his head, Ye Wan glanced at the sky outside the window, picked up his backpack and walked out the door, "Are you there?"

I don’t know what the other end answered, but when he hung up the phone, Ye Wan had already walked into the elevator.

A few minutes later, the Phaeton sped towards the Qingque underground auction house.

At the same moment when Ye Wan, dressed in black, walked into the door of the underground auction house, Xingxing's cell phone rang softly in the presidential suite on the top floor of Hengcheng Hotel.

"Okay, stop making trouble..."

Xingxing broke free from Han Bolin's arms, raised her head and pecked his Adam's apple, then jumped off the bed like a deer.

Just one glance and my eyes lit up.

The WeChat message was sent by the paparazzi who was following Ye Wan.

In front of a black door whose location could not be identified, Ye Wan, dressed in black, walked in with ease.

I clicked on the location sent by the paparazzi, and it was not far from here.

Since returning to the hotel yesterday evening, the two have not left the house.

To be exact, I didn't even get out of bed.

If you're hungry, call room service.

When we wake up, we will be entangled again.

Han Bolin felt that he had never been so happy.

He was so happy that any obsession in his heart disappeared along with the depression in his heart.

Stars too.

Xiaowan is fine.

It doesn't seem so important anymore.

For him, the real happiness is the one that can be held in one's hands.

"Okay...you have the final say!"

His eyes fell on Xingxing's smiling face. Han Bolin got up and they washed up and left the hotel hand in hand.

More than ten minutes later, the two of them appeared together at the Qingque underground auction house.

This is Xingxing's first time coming to a place like an auction house.

However, Han Bolin was not unfamiliar with this place at all.

His eyes fell on the stage, and the scene of Ye Wan entering the Tianxuan Auction House two years ago suddenly popped up in his mind. Han Bolin subconsciously let go of Xingxing's hand.

Xingxing turned around and saw Han Bolin staring at the auction table in a daze, with a hint of regret in his sorrow.

A thoughtful look flashed across her eyes, and Xingxing suddenly felt that she was not far from the secret she wanted to know.

The auctioneers on the stage displayed the goodies they had collected one by one.

The audience in the audience kept raising signs, and even a broken stone would be worth a fortune.

Looking around, Xingxing didn't see Ye Wan in the auction hall. She couldn't help but look at the curtain under the auction table leading to the backstage.

(End of this chapter)