Although we were on good terms and Cheng Yu had already given an excuse, he still seemed distrustful.
I knew that Lu Chenhao was intentionally grilling me because he saw me as someone of lower status, someone he could easily pressure. If I lied to him, with his privileged second-generation official status, he would likely be furious and could even look for a pretext to take revenge on me.
I had heard quite a bit about the Shanghai jewelry auction, too. Many officer's wives in our circle had discussed it, mentioning that several gems of extremely high purity would be auctioned off this time.
Apparently, they were part of some wealthy businessman's collection, and due to some trouble, he was forced to auction them off to recoup funds.
I put down my chopsticks and, with a coquettish tilt of my lips, clung to Cheng Yu's arm, "I want the star item of this auction."
