Chapter 44 Looking into the Distance
Cheng Zheng wanted to ask Luo Huayi what was wrong, but seeing that his gaze had already fallen on the auctioneer and the display stand next to her, he had no choice but to shut his mouth.
Just as Luo Huayi forced herself to focus on the auction, she caught a glimpse of an extremely familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
It's her again?!
Xin Que successfully disguised himself as a male waiter and guided Song Wenxian and Xin Xin upstairs.
The figures of the group quickly disappeared at the top of the stairs.
Cheng Zheng saw that his boss's head was like a gimbal with automatic tracking, his gaze gradually shifting from the exhibition stand to the stairwell in the distance.
Cheng Zheng: "???"
What is he looking at?
Aren't you here to bid?
Luo Huayi noticed Cheng Zheng's questioning gaze and immediately turned her head away.
What does this have to do with him?
Xin Que wanted to know what Song Wenxian's so-called precognitive ability was.
Originally, Xin Xin intended to tamper with Song Wenxian's clothes, but it seemed that she had other plans for him, and she accidentally spilled the wine on herself.
Xin Que volunteered to lead the two to the guest room first.
After opening the guest room door for Song Wenxian, the two went in one after the other, and Xin Que followed the bodyguard's movements and turned to leave.
Her expression remained unchanged as she turned and walked towards the fire escape next to the stairwell exit.
Xin Que confirmed that the crowds at the villa had been drawn away by the auction in the main hall before hiding in the corner of the staircase.
This time, the employer was exceptionally generous.
Xin Que put on the earphones and carefully tried to distinguish the sounds coming from the bug.
“Wenxian,” Xin Xin’s voice was particularly aggrieved, “If you hadn’t brought me to Yushui Yunjian this time, I wouldn’t know what to do now.”
Song Wenxian's voice was so gentle it seemed to encompass everything about the other person, "Don't be afraid, I will always be by your side to protect you."
Xin Que wanted to fast forward.
"How could you have suffered such a great injustice in the Xin family?" Song Wenxian asked, puzzled. "Didn't your uncle always dote on you before?"
Xin Xin was taken aback.
“Yes…sigh,” Xin Xin sighed, “family scandals shouldn’t be aired in public…let’s not mention her.”
Following Xin Xin's suggestion, Song Wenxian immediately thought of Xin Que.
"Is it your sister again?" he asked, though his tone carried a hint of displeasure. "What exactly did she do to you? Didn't your uncle stand up for you?"
Xin Xin pursed her lips and shook her head, "It's nothing serious."
She forced a smile, her feigned strength faltering. "The previous fracture was... well, never mind, there's nothing to say about it."
"My sister also has her own difficulties."
Song Wenxian, recalling Xin Xin's previous car accident and fracture, looked shocked. "She hit you and sent you to the hospital?"
"That's impossible..."
Song Wenxian muttered to herself, "How could she possibly have such audacity?"
Xin Xin didn't understand why Song Wenxian was so certain that Xin Que wouldn't dare to bump into her.
Is Song Wenxian also going to betray her?
The alarm bells rang loudly.
But the worry in Song Wenxian's eyes was genuine.
“Xin Xin,” Song Wenxian’s tone became more serious, “Xin Que’s sudden change is too dangerous. You should try not to be alone with her in the future.”
Xin Xin saw no affection for Xin Que in Song Wenxian's eyes, which made her feel increasingly strange.
"Don't worry," Song Wenxian said confidently, holding her hand. "Xin Que is just a passerby who is destined to be eliminated from your life... She poses no threat to you."
Xin Xin was somewhat puzzled, but still probed calmly, "But...no matter what, she is still my blood-related sister, isn't she? Blood ties and family affection are not so easy to sever."
"Don't worry," Song Wenxian said with more confidence. "Even if Xin Que were to die from a serious illness one day... it would be insignificant. Your uncle will not change his favoritism towards you because of her."
“But…” Song Wenxian seemed to be thinking of something, a faint sadness in her voice, “You must never waste your feelings on someone who isn’t worth it.”
Xin Xin didn't understand the meaning behind Song Wenxian's last meaningful sentence.
But Song Wenxian didn't seem to intend to explain, and quickly turned her attention back to the clothes Xin Xin was going to change into.
Xin Que took off her headphones, seemingly lost in thought.
Based on his employer's assessment of his prophetic abilities, could Song Wenxian be a reincarnated person?
As Xin Que calmly left through the fire escape, she looked at the new auction items on the display stand at the front of the hall.
It's the Thousand-Hand Guanyin statue that she needs to obtain as part of the storyline quest.
The auctioneer's crisp, clear voice echoed through the hall, "This Thousand-Hand Guanyin statue is carved from ivory..."
It is warm and delicate, with a dignified and solemn appearance.
The entire Guanyin statue is only as tall as a forearm, but the several hands extending from the side of Guanyin, each with a different posture and holding ritual implements, are all carved in great detail.
The craftsmanship is indeed exquisite.
However, Xin Que did not see anything in this Guanyin statue that required her attention.
It looks no different from other valuable collectibles.
Just as Xin Que was about to turn and leave, she heard the auctioneer's enthusiastic voice, "Mr. Luo Huayi raises his paddle and bids 39 million."
Xin Que paused in her steps.
Is the plot about her getting this statue because of Luo Huayi?
Cheng Zheng was ready to continue bidding until he won the Guanyin statue.
Luo Huayi noticed Xin Que's presence nearby again, and subconsciously moved her neck slightly to look around.
Xin Que avoided Luo Huayi's gaze.
Soon, the price was driven up to 47 million amidst a flurry of bids.
Cheng Zheng raised his paddle again, this time for 49 million.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
This price already far exceeds the market value of this Guanyin statue; raising it any further would be pointless.
The Thousand-Hand Guanyin statue on the display stand remains seated, as still as a bell.
Just when she thought the Guanyin statue was probably going to be the male protagonist's, the auctioneer called out the name of another customer.
"Mr. Song Wangyuan has offered 51 million."
Xin Que and Luo Huayi looked at the person holding the sign almost simultaneously.
Song Wangyuan's seat was empty.
However, sitting next to him was a composed man in a black suit wearing headphones, probably his assistant, who was making the offer on behalf of Song Wangyuan.
The man noticed Luo Huayi's gaze, gave him a slightly apologetic smile, and then continued to talk quietly into his earpiece.
Xin Que stepped aside and quickly searched her mind for information about Song Wangyuan from the information about tragic novel plots.
No.
There is only one character in the Song family: Song Wenxian.
Searching for information about Song Wangyuan in the browser... Xin Que's brows slowly furrowed.
Is he Song Wenxian's non-blood-related younger brother?
Song Wangyuan was an adopted son of the Song family.
The data about Song Wangyuan on the browser is all from three years ago.
Three years ago, Song Wangyuan seemed to be a prodigy, an adopted orphan with extraordinary talent.
Xin Que flipped through the pages again.
He was exceptionally accomplished in music.
Three years ago, there were so many news reports about Song Wangyuan's musical achievements that I couldn't even finish flipping through several pages.
But then something happened, and everything about Song Wangyuan stopped three years ago.
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