The inside and outside of the ladies' restroom cubicle in Yunyin Hall are completely two different worlds.

Fu Wei, wearing a beige slim-fitting fishtail skirt, watched Xu Yiyu, whom she had disliked for a long time, rush into the cubicle and close the door. Apart from a polite smile, he didn't even give her an extra glance. For a moment, she didn't react to what she had just done.

Why did she take such a big risk to give this cubicle to this woman? Was her brain just muddled?

Fu Wei regretted her behavior, but it was difficult for her to contact her companions in the cubicle. She had no choice but to walk to the mirror in the sink and tidy up her slightly messy hair in front of the mirror.

Originally, his purpose today was to cause a little trouble to the auction and cause trouble for Xu Yiyu, but now he did not complete the action according to the original plan at all, and he passively trapped his companions in the compartment.

As for why she hated Xu Yiyu, whom she had no contact with before, the fundamental reason was that he rejected her repeatedly at the auction a few days ago. Of course, there was also the entrustment of her uncle Liang Ju.

As the eldest daughter of the richest man in Zhejiang Province, she has been raised like a star since she was a child. Everyone is respectful to her, and there is no one she wants to please. It is only others who try their best to please her.

Liang Ju, the second richest man in Huizhou, and Fu Wei's mother are cousins. Although they are usually separated, they still often use all available resources to help each other. Out of trust in her mother, Fu Wei also trusts her uncle very much.

Unlike Mo Nian whom Xu Yiyu had met before, Fu Wei was not the kind of person who only knew how to use shady tactics. Since she had been in an elite education environment since she was a child, her vision, IQ and logic were far superior to Mo Nian's.

A few days before this treasure auction, Fu Wei had seen the heads of the four major families talking with Xu Yiyu, but at that time she had not received any news from her uncle Liang Ju, and did not know that Xu Yiyu had a minor feud with her uncle.

Fu Wei, who was used to being the center of attention, was a little dissatisfied with Xu Yiyu for stealing the attention that belonged to her. But like Zhou Zhiyu who did not cause any trouble at the beginning, she had no intention of taking action against Xu Yiyu.

In Fu Wei's eyes, Xu Yiyu was just an eyesore who could be eliminated at any time. Even though she had close ties with the four major families, it did not affect Fu Wei's judgment of Xu Yiyu herself.

There were so many people who showed up in front of the four family heads, and the family heads only gave those people a good look at the beginning. In her opinion, Xu Yiyu would not be able to gain the favor of the four family heads next time.

However, within two days, Fu Wei overturned all her previous conclusions, not only because her uncle Liang Ju contacted her, but also because she found that Xu Yiyu seemed to have never fallen out of favor with the four family heads.

Fu Wei and Zhou Zhiyu had some interactions before, and influenced by her, she also wanted to try her hand in the entertainment industry. So every day of the treasure auction, she would dress up and attend, hoping to use her beauty to create some popularity and attention for herself in advance.

Xu Yiyu was undoubtedly the person who had snatched away all the limelight from her these days, and was undoubtedly the VIP who received the most attention. All the popularity that Fu Wei had wanted to create fell on Xu Yiyu. Even though she attended the event in a gorgeous dress, almost no one cared. Some entertainment reporters who had never seen her even speculated whether she was a small internet celebrity invited by some platform.

Taking into account all the grievances she had suffered in the past few days, Fu Wei finally couldn't suppress her restless thoughts and decided to teach Xu Yiyu, the man who had taken away all her things, a lesson today, the last day of the auction.

In Fu Wei's mind, Zhou Zhiyu is a complete fool who can only be used by others. He does not understand any sophisticated strategies and tactics. He only knows how to retaliate and use vicious means. There is almost no technical content in what he does.

In the cubicle, Xu Yiyu, who had been leaning against the door, received a WeChat message from Lu Sanshi. After reading the message, she smiled and almost changed her mind and ended her act.

[Auctioneer Yan has returned. She announced that the second lot will be officially auctioned soon. Baby, do you want to join in the fun? ]

The second lot was auctioned as scheduled? It seems that the incident today caused by Miss Fishtail Skirt and her companions was not a big deal. It was settled so easily?

Standing outside the ladies' restroom, Lu Sanshi saw that the liftable floor of the auction table in the hall had fallen down again. His first reaction was not to stretch his head to see what the second item was, but to pick up his mobile phone, record a short video of the auction table and send it to Xu Yiyu. Although he knew that it might not be convenient for her to watch it now, how could he not share the first-hand information with his wife as soon as possible?

The man in the cubicle next to Xu Yiyu seemed to have obtained the information from some unknown source and was watching a video on his phone, but the volume was kept very low. Basically, except for people with the same hearing ability as Xu Yiyu, no one could hear this almost negligible sound.

Although I don’t know what kind of mental journey the man next door has experienced, the friction of clothes and the frequency of breathing over there have obviously made his presence much stronger.

The sound of typing on a mobile phone screen came from next door again. After the other party completed this action, it seemed that he stopped any behavior that would increase the noise, and his breathing rate also slowly decreased.

Fu Wei, who was still leaning against the sink, took out her cell phone and looked at it. After reading the Yixin message sent to her by the man in the cubicle, she put down her phone in surprise and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door, as if she was particularly curious about the movement outside the door.

[Should I stay here or go out and see what happens? You decide.]

Fu Wei threw the hot potato of making the decision back to her companions, because Yan Xuhan had appeared in front of everyone again, which meant that the tricks they had done on the second item had been ruled out by the staff of the event, and there was no possibility of danger to the VIPs present. This also meant that her plan today had completely failed.

Although she was the one who led the plan, she was never used to not having to bear the consequences herself, so she naturally threw the pot back in front of the man in the cubicle, and almost half-commandingly told him to bear the consequences of the failure of the plan.

The man in the cubicle didn't respond for a long time. He didn't type a reply, nor did he refute her words. He seemed to be frozen, leaving her waiting outside.

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