The drive was smooth all the way to the auction venue.
The auction was held in an old Western-style mansion in Jing City, with a row of understated but expensive cars parked outside.
The two walked into the venue side by side, drawing plenty of attention. Fortunately, everyone here was someone of standing, and no one pried too much.
Yu Xiuyuan kept his eyes straight ahead, pretending he had noticed nothing.
The venue was small, decorated with refined, understated elegance. The seats were neatly staggered, and refreshments and champagne were laid out on a long table to one side.
Yun Chuan was shown to a seat near the front. As he sat down, he pulled out Yu Xiuyuan's chair for him.
Yu Xiuyuan had barely taken his seat when he caught a familiar face diagonally behind him out of the corner of his eye: Qiu Ziye.
He wore a navy blue suit and was looking down at the auction catalog, with someone who looked like an assistant sitting beside him.
As though sensing Yu Xiuyuan's gaze, Qiu Ziye looked up, and their eyes met.
He visibly froze for a moment, but quickly smiled.
Once he saw Yun Chuan beside him, however, his smile faded.
Yun Chuan also spotted Qiu Ziye. His brow shifted almost imperceptibly, then his expression settled into perfect calm, as though nothing had happened.
Yu Xiuyuan turned to look at him and suddenly asked, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"Do what?" Yun Chuan turned toward him.
Yu Xiuyuan leaned closer to Yun Chuan. His posture was intimate, but his question stung a little:
"You knew Qiu Ziye would be here, so you deliberately invited me?"
Yun Chuan fell silent for a moment. "This really was a coincidence."
He felt a little frustrated. Just what kind of