Sir Cyrus cleared his throat and forced a grin to salvage his pride. "Ah, of course. Of course."
'My good fortune, gone just like that. What a pity.' After that, he left the auction house.
From the way Meng Ruo handled the situation, it was quite obvious she was used to it. Though it made sense she would be pestered by men who thought with their lower head with the way she was dressed and acted. Her sultry voice and revealing clothes could make many men fall to their knees.
Despite finding Meng Ruo displeasing, Lily could not help but voice out her disgust for the old man, "Shameless. How can someone so old chase after someone like her? He should be chasing after his walking stick instead."
'It seems she isn't entirely innocent and naive.' Lucian inwardly mused after a chuckle, realizing Lily understood what the old fart was after.
On the other hand, the others in the room could not help but laugh out loud.
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