After the divorce, I trained my dog, and the scumbag father and son knelt down at my door.

"Hmph! This is a public place. I'm a magnanimous person and I can't be bothered to argue with you!" Yan Ziming glared at Yan Niannian warily before turning away.

She left quickly.

Yan Niannian didn't pay attention and turned around.

Just then, a young man suddenly peeked out from around the corner.

He was holding a cell phone.

I recorded everything that just happened.

A meaningful smile played on the corners of his lips as the young man stared intently in the direction Yan Niannian had left.

I have no idea what he's thinking.

A few seconds later, the young man put his phone away.

……

On the other hand, Yan Ziming tidied her face and hair before arriving at the entrance of the auction hall.

She didn't go in right away.

Instead, he glanced in Xiaoling's direction.

That's right!

It's Xiaoling.

Given her status, she wouldn't normally be qualified to attend this auction.

But somehow, she managed to beg and plead with everyone she knew, and somehow managed to get an invitation, which she then eagerly and excitedly brought over.

When Xiaoling saw her before, she couldn't wait to get close to her and try to befriend her.

At that time, she was standing right next to Zhuo Yuchen, being admired and envied by others, and was feeling quite pleased with herself.

I'm not in the mood to talk to her.

But things are different now.

Yan Zimo desperately needed her "best friend".

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Having made up her mind, Yan Ziming suddenly reached out, grabbed a waiter next to her, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The waiter nodded.

Then he walked into the venue, came to Xiaoling's side, and called her out.

Two minutes later, Xiaoling helped Yan Zimo slowly walk into the venue.

At this point, the entire auction entered a break.

Yan Zimo's appearance naturally attracted the attention of others.

only……

Upon seeing her appearance, everyone was inevitably taken aback.

She was fine when she went out, but in just a short while, her face turned red and her eyes were glistening with tears.

He looked like he had been wronged.

Having taken in everyone's reactions, Yan Ziming lowered her head.

Her long eyelashes were slightly lowered.

He deliberately concealed the calculating glint in his eyes.

She was quite cunning when she tidied herself up before coming in.

She wanted to make herself look less disheveled while still letting others know what had happened to her and that she had been wronged.

At the same time, she looked pitiful.

It is easy to evoke sympathy from others.

Sure enough, someone soon couldn't help but come up to her with concern and asked, "Miss Yan Ziming, what... what happened to you?"

"How could...how could it have gotten like this..."

The other person's lips twitched stiffly, and she still couldn't bring herself to say the word "disgraceful" in front of everyone.

"I……"

Yan Zimo bit her lip, feeling wronged.

Hesitant to speak.

After a moment, she shook her head with a magnanimous expression, "No...nothing?"

Nobody bullied me!

There is no three hundred taels of silver here.

At the same time, Xiaoling, who was standing beside her and supporting her, became anxious.

She stretched her neck and shouted indignantly, "MoMo, you're just too kind."

"She treated you like that, and you still covered it up for her."

"Is it worth it?"

"Xiaoling, stop talking," Yan Ziming advised.

"No! I'm going to say it anyway!" Xiaoling's voice became even sharper as she persisted, "You're kind, you repay evil with good, but I can't do that."

“I am your best friend, and I cannot stand by and watch you be bullied like this without doing anything.”

"Besides, she can bully even you like this, and she's so good at putting on an act, with such a hypocritical appearance. What if she fools everyone else too?"

The two of them played opposite roles, one good cop and the other bad cop.

This successfully piqued the interest of the others, who then began to ask questions.

"Miss Yan Ziming, who exactly is the person who bullied you?!"

"Yes! Telling us will help us avoid these pitfalls."

Yan Ziming pursed her lips and shook her head again.

At this moment, Yan Niannian walked in.

Xiaoling pointed directly at her and exclaimed, "It's her!"

"She's the one who bullied Momo."

In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on Yan Niannian.

It was like a vast net being poured down on them.

A dim light filled with deep speculation.

Yan Niannian frowned.

They naturally understood what was going on.

She stepped forward and stared coldly at Yan Ziming's face, which looked even more hypocritical because of her feigned grievance. Her questioning voice was cold and contained a hint of mocking laughter.

"You say I deliberately bullied you, then tell me specifically why I bullied you and how I bullied you?"

"you……"

Yan Ziming's expression changed.

The stench of the plunger in my mouth seemed to return clearly at that moment.

She clenched her fists tightly.

She naturally wouldn't let anyone else know about such a shameful thing.

Moreover, this happened after she had actively tried to attack Yan Niannian, only to be killed in return.

She can't afford to lose this person!

"MoMo, you see how shameless this woman is! She's clearly incorrigible!"

"Why are you still thinking about her?"

"Just say it already!" Xiaoling glared at Yan Niannian and gently nudged Yan Zimo's arm.

“Yes, Miss Yan Ziming, just say it!” Others nearby chimed in.

Yan Ziming readily agreed, saying, "I went to the restroom just now, and she stopped me, saying my earrings were pretty and that I should take them off and give them to her right away."

“These earrings were a gift from my mother when I turned eighteen.”

"It has a very special meaning for me."

“I couldn’t bear to part with it, so I begged her that I could give her money, any amount, so she could buy another pair of earrings.”

"But she refused, and then she hit me!"

Yan Zimo lowered her head.

The more I spoke, the more aggrieved I became.

Everyone else looked at Yan Niannian with disbelief.

They couldn't help but start whispering among themselves.

Is what Yan Ziming said true?

"Judging from Yan Niannian's appearance, she doesn't seem like the kind of person who would do something as despicable as outright robbery!"

"What do you know? You can know a person's face but not their heart. People from wealthy families like ours, born with a silver spoon in their mouths, have seen all sorts of good things, so naturally we wouldn't do such despicable things, but she..."

"That's true. I heard she's an orphan who didn't even know who her biological parents were when she was little. It was a struggle for her to survive, so it's not surprising that she could do something like this."

"That's true!"

When Yan Xiong heard that Yan Niannian was an orphan, his heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't help but take a deep look at Yan Niannian.

Mixed feelings.

That tragic event caused him to lose two daughters.

No news.

I don’t know if I’m dead or alive.

If they were still alive, would they also be living such a life of wandering, being looked down upon, and suffering all kinds of injustices?

Thinking of this, Yan Xiong's heart suddenly ached sharply.

People are born with a tendency to judge others by their appearance, and prejudices based on status and position make the current climate very unfavorable for Yan Niannian.