The Pei and Song families weren’t far apart, just a half-hour drive. But within that half-hour, the trending searches were all about the real young master of the Song family who had just been found. 

The latest photos leaked, even though they only captured a blurry side profile, you could still tell the guy was tall and skinny, carrying various shopping bags in one hand, while the other was affectionately held by Madam Song. 

In the past, it was always Xiao Xue by Aunt Song’s side, but now it was someone else! No wonder Xiao Xue cried so miserably over the phone. 

Pei Hengzhi, feeling irritated, tossed his phone aside. As the red light changed, he stepped on the gas and headed towards Beicheng. 

From afar, the security at Longwan No. 1 recognized his McLaren 720S and let him through without any hassle, all the way to the Song family home. 

Song Jingguo and Song Moyan had both gone to the company, leaving only Song Xuechen at home. 

Seeing him, her eyes reddened, her lips quivered, and tears fell instantly, looking as aggrieved as could be. “Ah Heng, wuwuwu…” 

“Xiao Xue, don’t cry, I’m here.” Pei Hengzhi pulled her into his arms, patting her back to comfort her. “I’m here, don’t cry.” 

Hearing this, Song Xuechen couldn’t hold back even more, crying as she spoke, “I don’t have a mom or dad, and no brother anymore! They don’t like me anymore!!” 

“How could that be? Aunt Lin…” 

“It’s true!” Song Xuechen cried out, interrupting him. “They all like the real son they found, wuwuwu…” 

Seeing her cry like this, it felt like a knife had been stabbed into his heart. Pei Hengzhi held her shoulders tightly, “It’s okay, Xiao Xue, even if everyone else doesn’t want you, you still have me. I’ll always be here, always, always…” 

The warm breath fell on her face, kissing away the tears on her cheeks, slowly moving from her chin up to her forehead. 

Finally, Song Xuechen pulled him back, biting his lip, “I only have Ah Heng, Ah Heng must never, ever leave me.” 

“Of course,” Pei Hengzhi said firmly. 

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xuechen, with red eyes, turned over and straddled him. 

The curtains slowly closed, and the room quickly heated up, burning until Lin Wenting and Luo Yunqing returned. 

Getting out of the car, Luo Yunqing immediately noticed the McLaren parked in the garage. 

That car… 

Lin Wenting was more familiar with it than he was and asked Mother Liu, “Is Young Master Pei here?” 

“He’s in Xiao…” Mother Liu nodded, about to say Young Master, but seeing Luo Yunqing, she quickly corrected herself, “In Young Master Xuechen’s room.” 

“Ah! Only Xiao Heng can make him open the door.” 

The longer they were out, the longer Lin Wenting worried. Afraid that Xiao Xue might have an accident at home alone, she didn’t even have the heart to shop, hurriedly buying a few sets of clothes for Luo Yunqing and rushing back. 

Now knowing Pei Hengzhi was with her, her heart settled back into her chest. 

Luo Yunqing pretended not to know, asking, “Who’s Xiao Heng?” 

“Young Master Pei, Pei Hengzhi, grew up with Xiao Xue.” 

Lin Wenting paused, suppressing a few smiles, “He likes things like racing and rock climbing, unlike his second uncle. His second uncle, Pei Yanli, is the impressive one. At just 20, he earned a master’s degree in finance and has been managing several companies under the Pei Group abroad, with a personal annual income exceeding a hundred million. He’s capable, good-looking, and still single. Many families’ children like him.” 

She praised him tirelessly. 

It’s also a pity that such an outstanding person lost a leg in a car accident, accompanied by multiple complications, and it’s uncertain how many years he can live. 

Old Master Pei always valued this son, so anxious that he’s trying everything to cure him, even resorting to unreliable things like a marriage to ward off bad luck. 

Thinking of this, Lin Wenting smiled and asked, “Ah Qing is also at that age… do you have someone you like?” 

Luo Yunqing slowly sipped his tea, shaking his head. 

“That’s perfect.” Lin Wenting was overjoyed, “Someday, I’ll introduce you to Second Master Pei.” 

Hmm, meet him, and maybe even marry Song Xuechen off… this plan was so obvious it almost hit him in the face. 

But for him, it was exactly what he wanted. 

Luo Yunqing went along with her words, agreeing, “Sure.” 

After finishing his tea, he returned to his room. 

The third floor was quiet. Luo Yunqing glanced at the time; it had been almost forty minutes since he and Lin Wenting returned. 

When he got out of the car, he inadvertently glanced at the east side of the third floor, where the curtains were tightly closed. 

What kind of secret conversation required the curtains to be drawn for forty minutes and still wasn’t enough? 

Hesitating for two seconds, he changed his steps and went over. 

Gently pressing down on the doorknob, the door wasn’t locked. 

As soon as he pushed it open slightly, sounds of moaning rushed out from the gap. 

The situation was quite intense. 

“Ah Heng, slow, slow down, it hurts~” 

“Do you really want me to slow down?” 

“Ah ah ah, don’t go out, come in, come in quickly.” 

… 

No, his ears were tainted. 

Luo Yunqing, without changing his expression, was about to close the door when he suddenly heard Song Xuechen’s sweet voice, “Ah Heng, it’s my birthday in a few days.” 

“I know, I remember.” Another male voice chuckled lowly, “Queen recently got a new batch of goods, and it includes the ‘Mermaid’s Tear’ you’ve always wanted. I’ll bid for it as your birthday gift.” 

“Really! But… it’s very expensive, right?” 

“No matter how expensive, I’ll get it for Xiao Xue, to show that even if he’s the real son of the Song family, he can’t surpass you. You still have me backing you.” 

“Ah Heng is the best!” 

The room quickly plunged into a new round of battle. 

Back in his room, Luo Yunqing searched for this “Queen,” the largest and oldest auction house in Yanjing. 

Wait, he remembered that one of his brothers from the welfare institute worked at an auction house. 

He pulled out his second-hand phone, scrolling for a while until he reached the letter J—Jiang Ziyu (Senior Auctioneer at Teng’s Auction House). 

The founder of “Queen” had the surname Teng. 

What a coincidence. 

… 

On the fifth floor of the auction house, in the manager’s office. 

The open glass door was knocked three times. Behind the desk, a man with broad shoulders and long arms wore gold-rimmed glasses, with two long chains hanging from the temples, looping around his neck and shoulders. His long hair was tied into a bundle, casually draped over his shoulder, exuding natural elegance. 

Having worked together for three years, Lara still couldn’t help but be amazed, “Xiao Jiang, it’s noon, let’s go eat.” 

“I still need to verify this one last time, you guys go ahead.” Two long fingers pushed up the glasses, Jiang Ziyu said gently. 

Lara shrugged, “We’ll go first, you’ll definitely get busy and forget later, as usual, I’ll bring you something.” 

Jiang Ziyu thanked her politely. 

“No need to be so formal, let’s go.” 

Once the door closed, the office returned to silence. 

Jiang Ziyu continued to focus on verifying the various items for the auction three days later. 

Before long, the phone placed aside suddenly rang. 

He picked it up and saw the caller ID “Debt Collector,” his mouth couldn’t help but twitch twice. He waited for the call to hang up automatically, but it persistently called again, so he sighed deeply and answered. 

“Xiao Yu Ge.” 

“Luo Luo.” Jiang Ziyu held his forehead for three seconds, originally a gentle and cultured person, now holding the phone and howling, “I really have no money, this month’s salary hasn’t been paid yet, have mercy on your brother.” 

Luo Yunqing: “Ge…” 

“Your brother is getting old, he needs to save money to get married. If I empty my pockets and they’re cleaner than my face, who would dare to be with me? Luo Luo, your brother is lonely, he also wants someone who understands him!!!” 

Ten years later, you still didn’t get married. 

… That’s off-topic. 

Luo Yunqing quickly stopped him, “I’m not here, not here to ask for money.” 

“You say you’re not here to ask for money?” Jiang Ziyu stood up abruptly, “Not here to ask for money! That’s… great.” 

The monthly thirty thousand allowance was safe again. 

Something seemed off. 

He quickly realized, looking at the caller ID again, puzzled, “If you’re not here to ask for money, why are you calling?” 

Can’t say it’s because I miss you and want to connect with a brother, right? 

Luo Yunqing thought it over, realizing even he couldn’t convince himself with that reason, so he simply asked, “Ge, you work at Q, Queen, right?” 

“Yes, why are you asking?” Jiang Ziyu relaxed, propping one cheek, but immediately became wary, “Stealing is illegal, and these are priceless treasures.” 

“Ge…” Luo Yunqing couldn’t help but laugh, “What kind of person do you think I am?” 

A debt collector. 

He always came to ask for money, and even after asking, he would return it, making it hard for him to truly scold him. 

“Alright, no more banter. I’m here to ask if there’s a ‘Mermaid’s Tear’ in the upcoming Queen auction.” 

Jiang Ziyu’s expression turned serious, “How do you know about that?” 

The auction catalog is only sent to designated clients before the auction, and at most, a few top items are released to the public for hype. 

Among the auction items this time, “Mermaid’s Tear” isn’t the best, so outsiders shouldn’t know about it. 

“Ge, you’ve been working non-stop for days without rest, right?” Otherwise, how could you not be aware of the welfare institute’s matters? 

Luo Yunqing rambled on, “Don’t think you’re young and can handle it, you still need to rest.” 

Be careful, or you’ll end up with high blood pressure, like in the past life. 

“I know… don’t talk nonsense.” Jiang Ziyu adjusted his glasses, “What do you really want with this call?” 

“Want to make money, does that count?” 

Eyebrows furrowed behind the glasses, Jiang Ziyu wasn’t sure, “You’re thinking of doing that again?” 

Luo Yunqing had a history, so he quickly asked, “‘Mermaid’s Tear,’ what’s the starting bid?” 

This blue gemstone from Sri Lanka, with a Cornflower Blue hue, bright color, minimal dark areas, and rich saturation, has a natural teardrop shape in the center, earning it the name “Mermaid’s Tear.” 

It must be expensive, at least six figures. 

“Xiao Luo, it’s not that I don’t want to tell you.” Jiang Ziyu looked troubled, “For non-participants, revealing it to you would be a breach of confidentiality.” 

“Who said I’m not participating?” 

“You are?” Jiang Ziyu looked at the caller ID again, confirming it was him, even more puzzled, “How are you participating?” 

“Isn’t Ge here?” 

Jiang Ziyu: “…” 

Can’t even get an invitation, yet boldly wants to bid on “Mermaid’s Tear”? Did he hit his head? 

Hearing no response from the receiver, probably cursing him silently, Luo Yunqing sighed, “Ge, maybe you should check the recent news.” 

While on the call, Jiang Ziyu was already searching, and he didn’t even need to search specifically. Clicking in, the top five or six entries were all related to him. 

“Luo Luo, you are actually…” 

“That’s right, I’m the real second young master of the Song family.” Bringing the topic back, Luo Yunqing continued, “Help me get in, no matter the starting bid for ‘Mermaid’s Tear,’ I’ll give you ten, no, twenty times the amount.” 

This time, it sounded a bit more credible, at least not a fantasy. 

But Jiang Ziyu still didn’t understand, “Why are you so fixated on this? Who are you trying to scam?” 

Using his connections, Luo Yunqing had worked at smaller auction houses for a few days. In just those few days, he convinced a big boss to spend three million on a cup. 

So when he heard him offering such high pay, Jiang Ziyu knew he was up to something. 

“Scamming, naturally, the person who wants to buy this.” Luo Yunqing asked one last time, “Ge, will you help or not?” 

“I…” 

“Commission, you seven, me three.” 

“But…” 

“Getting married. Over a million in commission isn’t enough for you to find someone who understands you?” 

“Deal!” 

… 

On the day of the auction. 

Pei Hengzhi specifically detoured to the Song family to pick up Song Xuechen. 

Lin Wenting saw that in recent days, she was just eating a few bites, listless all day, and without hesitation, nodded. Before getting in the car, she reminded Pei Hengzhi to take good care of her. 

“Aunt Lin, don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her.” 

The McLaren 720S sped away. 

Lin Wenting stood at the door for a while, then turned back inside, only to see Luo Yunqing holding a delivery uniform, about to leave, “Ah Qing, where are you going?” 

“Nothing to do at home, I’m going to deliver some orders.” 

The Song family’s son delivering food! 

Is that appropriate? 

Lin Wenting quickly stopped him, “No need to go, our family… doesn’t need our son delivering food. If you’re bored, come with mom to the garden to trim some flowers.” 

Luo Yunqing hesitated for a while, seemingly reluctant to give up the job, finally compromising, “Then I’ll go return the uniform and ID.” 

“That’s fine.” 

Lin Wenting sent a family driver to take him there. 

Arriving at the delivery station, Luo Yunqing immediately switched to a bus heading to the Queen auction house, still not time for the auction to start. 

Dizzy from finding the back door, Jiang Ziyu was already waiting at the agreed time, handing him an internal staff pass, “Just remember, if you’re exposed, don’t mention me.” 

“Ge, don’t worry.” 

Jiang Ziyu took a few steps, couldn’t help but turn back, looking him up and down, “Why are you still so skinny?” 

“…” 

“Is the Song family mistreating you?” 

“…” 

“Ha! I knew those photos online were fake.” 

“…” 

“Say something, are you completely mute now?” 

“You’ve said everything, what else is there for me to say?” 

Jiang Ziyu closed his eyes tightly, to avoid being angered to death, “Today, a lot of big names are here, be careful.” 

“I know.” Luo Yunqing grinned at him, “Won’t cause Ge any trouble.” 

“If you really don’t want to cause me trouble, don’t come…” Jiang Ziyu gave him a deep look, continued walking, and complained, “Don’t grin with those big teeth, it’s ugly.” 

Luo Yunqing: ? 

Didn’t he say before coming that staff should show eight teeth when smiling? 

He practiced for days. 

Luo Yunqing touched the corner of his mouth, inadvertently seeing his reflection in the glass wall, noticing his upturned lips. 

Isn’t that a happy expression? 

Hypocrite. 

He led him to the auction hall on the third floor. An assistant hurriedly came over, so Jiang Ziyu had him wander around alone, repeatedly reminding him “not to bump into anyone.” 

“Got it.” 

The auction hall wasn’t large, with two levels. Below were the bidders representing various bosses, responsible for bidding, and the auctioneer and items to be displayed. 

Above were the private rooms, offering good privacy, and some would personally come down, like Pei Hengzhi and Song Xuechen, who had set off half an hour before him and just arrived. 

The door signs temporarily displayed the visitor’s identity, indicating the room was occupied. 

Jiang Ziyu didn’t lie, there were many big names today, with a total of 13 private rooms, only two or three were empty, including the Tang family, Xu family, and… 

Luo Yunqing paused, staring at the sign with “Second Master Pei” written on it. He was here today too! 

In the previous life, they hadn’t met at this time, didn’t know Pei Yanli would come. 

What did he want to bid on? 

Or was he just here to look around? 

No, he couldn’t meet him now. 

Luo Yunqing quickly snapped back, ready to leave, but as he turned the corner, he saw Chen Zhao pushing someone towards him. 

!!! 

What to do? 

If they met, with Pei Yanli’s photographic memory, he’d definitely be suspicious if he married him later. 

Running in the opposite direction would only increase suspicion, unless he covered his face. 

What could he use to cover it? 

Luo Yunqing tried hiding behind a potted plant, but although he wasn’t fat, his height was obvious, clearly not enough to hide him, and he might end up as a suspicious person sent to the police station, dragging Xiao Yu Ge down. 

What else could he do… 

Clang clang— 

Scratching his head, running around like a headless chicken, just as Pei Yanli was about to come over, a man with pink hair and a leather biker jacket walked in the opposite direction, carrying a large sack that jingled, holding a rabbit mask. 

That’s it! 

Luo Yunqing’s eyes lit up, striding over. 

“Hmm? You are!” 

Before the man could finish speaking, the mask was snatched from his hand, and he was pulled into a corner. 

“You…” 

“Shut up! Be quiet, please.” 

The man glanced at the hand covering his mouth, was this a way to ask for help? 

Behind him, the wheelchair creaked by. 

Until the door to the private room clicked shut, Luo Yunqing exhaled deeply, releasing the man and removing the mask. 

“Sorry about that, this…” Luo Yunqing glanced at the grinning rabbit in his hand, immediately changing the subject, “Are you selling this?” 

The man blinked, “Huh?” 

“How much, I’ll buy it.” 

The man blinked twice, gesturing a three, and Luo Yunqing pulled out three crumpled pink bills, slapping them into his hand. 

The man stared at the three hundred yuan, smiling. 

As he pocketed it, he curiously asked, “Were you hiding from the guy in the wheelchair just now?” 

Luo Yunqing remained silent, warily sizing him up. Dressed in trendy brands, with two black earrings in his left ear, he looked a few years older, which young master… probably wouldn’t be running around with a sack. 

So who was he? 

Seeing no response, the man leaned closer, “What’s your relationship with him? Why are you so afraid of being seen?” 

Luo Yunqing thought for a moment, seriously replying, “I slept with him.” 

“What! You…” 

“Yes, just like you think. Not only did I sleep with him, but I also dumped him, and now he’s looking for me everywhere, threatening to kill me. So…” Luo Yunqing tossed the mask in his hand. 

So he had to hide. 

“That’s the story. Meeting is fate, don’t spread my story around.” 

Luo Yunqing put on the mask and hurried away, leaving the man standing there, dumbfounded. 

Indeed, a naive young master, so easy to fool. 

… 

Long after he left, the man still couldn’t close his mouth from shock, until a hand waved in front of his eyes. 

“Young Master Teng.” Chen Zhao withdrew his hand, placing it behind his back, “What are you doing here?” 

Teng Zaiye slowly closed his mouth, blinking at him, “Chen Zhao.” 

“What is it?” 

“Your boss… got slept with!” 

Chen Zhao: ???!!