She adjusted slightly in her seat, crossing one leg over the other with unhurried grace, as though nothing of consequence had just occurred. As though she had not just become the center of a very expensive conversation. Beside her, Mu Feng seemed unaffected. If anything, he looked… bored. The auction resumed, but the energy had changed. Items came and went, each announced with the same practiced enthusiasm, each sold with numbers that would have once turned heads. Now they barely registered. A few more bids were placed, some cautious, some deliberately bold, but the earlier frenzy had dulled into something quieter. More watchful. Xinya let her gaze drift across the room this time. No longer passive. Observing. There were familiar faces—people who had ignored her before, now pretending not to stare too openly. A few whispered behind fans or wine glasses. Others simply watched, their curiosity undisguised. And then, She paused. Across the room, Ouyang Chi had not moved since
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