Li Qiyu stood for several minutes, the room silent as a tomb. She felt increasingly embarrassed. Had these people forgotten they could bid?
Her gaze drifted unconsciously to a certain spot...
Bo Yeyuan, who had been sitting on the sofa, had at some point stood up and left.
With the seat empty, her heart felt hollowed out like a tree that had been eaten away from the inside.
If she had known that Bo Yeyuan would come, Li Qiyu would have kept a lower profile and thought of some better strategies. Forget it, they were strangers now; seeing him or not made no difference!
Then, from a corner, someone began clapping.
The crowd was jolted awake, and the applause spread, thunderous, shaking the entire banquet hall...
Shang Rujie narrowed her eyes. She had always been jealous and competitive, but standing before Li Qiyu, she felt she did not even have the right to compete and she shrank in her presence. Li Qiyu's aura was too strong.
