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"To appraise antiques, one must have handled genuine pieces. Miss He even knows how to distinguish them. Does she have any knowledge or work experience in this area?"

Ye Qing was utterly shocked.

She now feels that her decision to build a good relationship with He Yan early on was the right one.

No one would not want to expand their network of contacts.

"Uh……"

He Yan was troubled.

She felt that she had gone too far lately, which was not a good thing for her.

Too much attention on her will affect her actions.

The perfume thing has been too high-profile today.

"Actually, I only know a little bit about it; my husband taught me all of this."

He Yan looked up at Bo Siheng, a smile hidden in her eyes, she could only give him this 'honor'.

Ye Qing's surprised gaze shifted back and forth between the two of them.

She guessed that He Yan was afraid of causing trouble.

But Bo Ye's identity meant that no one dared to question it.

"Both of you are humble people."

Such a powerful alliance is enough to dispel all those negative rumors.

She couldn't tell for a moment who was luckier.

Bo Siheng was slightly taken aback, but he quickly realized what was happening.

"My wife just really likes to keep a low profile."

He knew she was intentionally hiding it, but instead of being angry, he became even more curious and wanted to pay more attention to her.

Qi Lihai was devastated when he learned that the painting was fake, and he quickly had it returned.

He doesn't want people to keep bringing him up and making him feel annoyed.

During the tasting event, Ye Qing prepared a meal for everyone.

So everyone sat down in twos and threes and talked quietly about the collection.

He Yan and Bo Siheng also sat down in a quiet place.

“In the past, I found these kinds of occasions boring and therefore didn’t want to come. But I think I’ll probably change my mind in the future. Mrs. Bo is so amazing that I’m willing to be your supporting character.”

Bo Siheng looked at He Yan, his eyes filled with pride.

He was unconsciously drawn to her and felt lucky.

"My wife really makes me look good."

"You flatter me. My husband also makes me look good. All those rich girls are staring at you."

He Yan chuckled, suddenly discovering a new track.

That is, seeing his serious expression makes it impossible not to tease him.

Then, unsurprisingly, I saw his ears turn red.

"Your reputation, Master Bo, has brought me a lot of convenience."

She was referring to his earlier defense of her.

People always flatter the powerful and belittle the weak. She has seen this many times since she returned to the He family. Even though the two were only a contractual couple, his sincerity was rare.

"This is what I should do."

Bo Siheng's mood became even more cheerful after being praised by He Yan.

My body, which used to be prone to fatigue and illness, is not feeling unwell today.

This made him think it was because He Yan was by his side.

It seems that as long as she is there, all his difficulties can be resolved.

"Okay, then I won't hesitate to ask for anything from you in the future, Mr. Bo."

He Yan smiled broadly, thinking that he was a really nice person.

After she had eaten and drunk her fill, she got up and left.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

At this time, Ye Qing finally found an opportunity to see He Yan.

She dared not go where Master Bo was.

“Miss He, can you sell me your rare ‘Qingxi’ perfume for ten million? I know your requirements, and I won’t destroy its inherent value.”

Her eyes were full of caution, as if she was afraid He Yan would refuse.

He Yan was somewhat surprised.

She deliberately inflated the price of the collectible today, making that bottle truly a unique piece.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qing really liked it so much that she was willing to make an offer.

"This perfume is nothing to me, I don't usually use it. If you really want it, I'll give you a friend's price."

"Really? That's wonderful! Thank you, Ms. He!"

Ye Qing was excited, afraid that He Yan would change her mind, so he immediately took out his phone to transfer the money.

"Okay, come find me to get it in a bit."

He Yan accepted the money, which was considered an agreement to become friends with this person.

Just then, Zhang Qian came in. She saw the two making a transaction and immediately hid to watch.

"No wonder everyone gives her face; it turns out it's all bought with money."

She was furious that all the limelight had been stolen from her today.

Moreover, since Young Master Qi made such a huge blunder, she was also ridiculed.

"Just you wait, I'll make you lose face."

When Zhang Qian saw He Yan go in, she immediately ran over, rummaged through her messy bag and pulled out a bottle of makeup remover. She then noticed the cleaning disinfectant next to her and added it in.

"You dare steal my thunder? I'll remove your makeup and make you unable to show your face in public!"

She had just finished getting everything ready when she heard a sound coming from inside. She immediately hid to the side, intending to launch a sneak attack.

As soon as He Yan came out, she caught a glimpse of a figure rushing towards her.

A pungent odor then wafted over.

She immediately and nimbly dodged to the side, her expression dangerous.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lose my balance."

Zhang Qian was still holding a bottle in her hand, but the extra-strength makeup remover she had just poured out ended up all over the ground.

Her eyes darted around, and she tried to run away after failing the first time.

He Yan's eyes darkened, and she immediately pulled Zhang Qian into a toilet stall.

"Tell me, what's in that bottle?"

"Ugh...it's makeup remover! I just wanted to vent my anger!"

Zhang Qian was pinned to the toilet; she was pretending to be a germaphobe, but she was about to vomit.

She realized she couldn't beat He Yan, so she immediately backed down.

But He Yan was too strong, and she couldn't break free at all, which made her face contort with anxiety.

"Really? Who adds disinfectant to their makeup remover?"

He Yan showed no mercy, her cold eyes only increasing the force of her blows. She never intentionally harmed anyone, but these people just couldn't behave themselves.

Zhang Qian's cursing of Bo Siheng just now has crossed her bottom line.

How dare you come here and court death in front of her?

She hadn't been angry in a long time, so it was a good opportunity to settle both old and new grudges at the same time.

"Ahhh, no, no, I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

Zhang Qian's face was almost pushed into the toilet, and even her hair fell into the water.

She felt like she could actually throw up any second.

"No, it's so dirty here!"

"Filthy? Is your mouth filthy? When you were cursing others, did you ever think about how filthy your own mouth was?"

He Yan gently lifted her hair slightly.

Just when Zhang Qian thought she was about to escape, she pressed down hard again.

At this moment, He Yan was truly angry.

She didn't know why.

But when she heard others hoping that Bo Siheng would die soon, she couldn't control her emotions.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

Tears streamed down Zhang Qian's face, her stomach churned, and she vomited. She felt so awful that she wanted to die.

Seeing her crying uncontrollably, He Yan finally calmed down.

"Remember what you said, or I wouldn't mind letting you experience what it's like to have your future ruined."

She deliberately took out her phone and pretended to take a picture.

The goal is to deter Zhang Qian from the outset and prevent her from acting recklessly.

"Qi Lihai has kidney deficiency, and medicine won't help. You'd better find someone else."

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, He Yan released her.

Zhang Qian was terrified at this point, and her face turned pale.

She huddled on the ground, oblivious to the expensive haute couture dress she had rented, and didn't even dare to look at He Yan.

"I won't do that again."

He Yan sneered and ignored her.

She straightened her clothes, her face still showing signs of coldness.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw Bo Siheng standing there.

"Why did you stay inside for so long? Are you alright?"

When Bo Siheng saw He Yan finally come out, the worry on his face subsided.

He Yan was startled, but immediately switched from a stern expression to a warm one and smiled.

"Why are you here?"