"The next lot is a painting."
The moment those words were spoken, everyone in the venue grew excited, their eager gazes fixed on the stage.
Most of the people who had come today were here for this painting.
Qi Si glanced back and immediately understood.
When his gaze landed in a certain direction, he spotted two familiar faces.
Qi Si was slightly surprised.
He turned back and whispered into Bo Yanqi's ear, "I saw your nephew. He came with Lin Weiwei."
Bo Yanqi looked back as well and happened to meet Bo Fuyu's eyes.
Bo Fuyu's eyes held undisguised surprise.
Qi Si, clearly enjoying the chaos, said, "Your nephew looks pretty surprised, huh? Is it because of me, Uncle?"
Bo Yanqi reached out and lightly flicked Qi Si's forehead. "Say one more word of nonsense, and don't blame me for dealing with you."
Not only was Qi Si unafraid, his eyes instead gleamed with anticipation.
Bo Yanqi could neither laugh nor cry. "Put away those dangerous thoughts. Your brother is right beside you."
At Bo Yanqi's reminder, Qi Si's expression stiffened. Somewhat guilty, he secretly glanced at Qi Wang on the other side.
That glance left him stunned again.
While he and Bo Yanqi had been huddled together whispering, his brother had not been idle either. Qi Wang and Yu Zhen had their heads close together, apparently talking about something.
Qi Si tugged on Bo Yanqi's sleeve. "Look at them..."
"What is it?"
Qi Si frowned. "Doesn't something seem off?"
"What seems off?" Bo Yanqi asked.
"They seem a little too close?" Qi Si said uncertainly.
Bo Yanqi said solemnly, "Didn't your brother say so? They're close friends."
Qi Si's expression went blank for a moment.
"Wait... I'm thinking."
Bo Yanqi held back a laugh. "Mm, take your time thinking."