While washing her hands at the sink, the woman next to her looked familiar, and she couldn't help but look up at the mirror for a few more seconds.

After seeing the person's face clearly, she blurted out: "Mrs. Xue?"

Seeing the woman looking at her in surprise, Shen You felt a little regretful.

[Oh, my quick-talking habit strikes me again! Madam Xue and I are not familiar with each other, so if I greet her suddenly, she won’t feel offended, right?]

Mrs. Xue smiled and said, "Hello, my last name is Ke, can you call me Miss Ke?"

Before she learned Mr. Xue’s true identity, she would feel honored to hear others call her "Mrs. Xue" and think that she was recognized and respected.

But now when she heard others call her with these three words, as if she was not an independent person but just a property of Mr. Xue, Ke Yiqian just felt annoyed.

Of course, it was not directed at Shen You in front of him.

On the contrary, she was very grateful to Shen You.

Shen You nodded without knowing why: "Ms. Ke."

Ke Yiqian wore a one-shoulder dress, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbone, but maybe it was because the light was too bright, Shen You always felt that the skin on her shoulders seemed whiter, too white.

The phone she placed next to the sink vibrated a few times, and the screen lit up. Ke Yiqian glanced at the phone with a slightly cold expression, but smiled again when facing Shen You: "Ms. Shen, someone urged me to go back to my seat. Goodbye."

Shen You nodded, and after she turned around, he looked at her back. He always felt that the skin from Ke Yixi's shoulders to her back that was exposed looked like it was covered with concealer.

[It's so strange, why do you need to apply so much concealer? ]

For some reason, Shen You was able to connect her to the subtle change in expression when she was looking at her phone just now.

[Could it be to cover up the scars on her body? Did Mr. Xue, that old Biden, abuse her?! ]

Ke Yiqian paused, held her phone tightly, and quickened her pace to leave Shen You's sight. -When Shen You returned to his seat, the auction had officially begun.

The people from the Song family were sitting in the back row behind them, and Song Yingshi happened to be sitting right behind her, staring at her with his cold eyes, which seemed to carry thousands of words.

Shen You wanted to pretend that he didn't see this family, but some people just liked to make themselves known.

"Hey, your name is Shen Yan, right?"

The boy sitting behind Shen Yan kicked the back of Shen Yan's chair with his toes, with obvious contempt in his tone.

Hearing his words, Shen You was suddenly startled.

Here it comes! The plot is about to begin!

The person who was speaking was Song Yanshi, Song Yingshi's younger brother. He was a typical naughty kid with a bad temper. He loved to do things in public that would embarrass others.

Of course, this wave is to give experience to her sister Shen Yan.

Seeing that Shen Yan ignored him, Song Yanshi certainly would not give up, and kicked the back of her chair again, "Hey, I heard that you were brought back from the countryside, you must have never seen such a big scene, right? What did you donate?"

Every guest attending today's charity auction must donate an item to sell, and before and during the auction, the organizer will not disclose the donor of the item until the final decision is made.

Shen Yan ignored him, but the people from the Song family didn't try to dissuade him, so Song Yanshi got even more excited and sneered, "Are you going to donate the Shen family's stuff?"

The lives of cannon fodder are also lives! Shen You's mouth twitched, but he couldn't help but say: "Brother Yanshi, you misunderstood my sister. How could she donate things at home as if they were her own? What she donated must be her own things, but maybe... after screening, the organizer felt that the things my sister donated were not suitable for auction."

After hearing her words, Song Yanshi immediately burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha, that's true. What good things can a country girl have? Maybe it's a straw hat she wove herself? Such worthless and unpresentable things, maybe the organizer just threw them into the trash can!"

After saying this, he continued to laugh, as if he had already imagined the scene.

Shen You lowered his head and rolled his eyes.

[You idiot, just laugh, who can laugh more than you! Just wait for the things donated by my sister to appear and blind your eyes! Don't rush to buy them when the time comes! ]

Shen You's voice suddenly rang in his mind, and Song Yanshi's laughter stopped abruptly.

He widened his eyes in disbelief and kicked Shen You hard on the back of his chair, "Hey! What did you say?!"

How dare Shen You, this idiot, call him a fool? !

Song Yingshi didn't have time to stop him, his face immediately darkened, "Song Yanshi, stop messing around!"

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Song Yanshi opened his mouth with an unconvinced look on his face. Just as he was about to speak, the next second, the back of his chair suddenly shook, which scared him and he sat up straight immediately.

He turned around with a gloomy face, and when he saw Xie Chenxiao standing behind his chair, he immediately frowned like a deflated ball, and his momentum weakened. "Xie Chenxiao, why did you kick my chair? Was it an accident?"

Accidentally? He even found a reason for it.

Xie Chenxiao looked down at him with a smile on his face, and said confidently, "You're too noisy. I'll kick you if I want to. Do you have any objection?"

"..." Not only was the old man unwilling to walk down the steps he had given him, he also jumped a few times and trampled the steps to pieces.

Song Yanshi pursed his lips, said "Oh" in frustration, and turned back.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the person behind him kicked the back of his chair again, almost kicking him off the chair.

Song Yanshi turned his head suddenly and found that it was Xie Chenxiao again.

He stretched lazily with a relaxed look on his face, and said with a smile, "If I hear your voice again, it won't be kicking the chair."

Song Yingshi looked back at him, and when their eyes met, Xie Chenxiao raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand and waved at him, saying a friendly hello, with a smile in his tone: "Hello, do you want to have a go too?"

“…”

Song Yingshi looked at the seat next to him and saw that his elders were not there. He was the only one sitting there in a daze. He asked curiously, "Why are you here? Don't you dislike this kind of occasion?"

In his impression, Xie Chenxiao was not a person who liked to join in the fun, especially after...something happened.

Song Yingshi's mind suddenly emerged the scene of Xu Yefan's birthday party, when the young man stood on the attic, playing with the slingshot in his hand, and "rescued the beauty for him". He frowned quickly.

Xie Chenxiao rested his elbows on the armrests, lazily supporting his face, staring ahead, and said casually: "I can go wherever I want, what's it to you?"

(End of this chapter)