The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead
Chapter 364 - 362 What are you auctioning?

Chapter 364: Chapter 362 What are you auctioning?

The doorbell rang.

Before the "Ding Dong" finished, Yu Zeming opened the door.

The familiar delivery robot, Yu Zeming checked the identity, signed, took it, and left a positive review, all in one go.

Once he was done, the robot pulled out a palm-sized box, handed it to Yu Zeming, and then left.

Yu Zeming looked at the box in his hand. Wasn’t it a bit small?

"Snap!"

Yu Zeming was slapped on the back of his head, followed by Mr. Yu’s voice.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up! We’re running out of time!"

"Oh... Right!" Yu Zeming took a step, stopped again, and sent Fu Yunhe a message with a photo of the little box.

"Mr. Xiao He, is this the carved express you sent?"

The express had no sender’s information, so Yu Zeming needed to confirm.

"Yes, thank you for the trouble, President Yu."

The reply from Fu Yunhe relieved Yu Zeming, glad that nothing was amiss.

However, confusion soon followed.

Yu Zeming, urged by others, boarded the flying device, holding the small box in his hands, and asked Mr. Yu.

"Dad, are all carvings this miniature?"

"What do you know! Carvings are about the artistic conception, size doesn’t matter."

Although Mr. Yu said this, he also felt it was a bit small.

The main thing was, such a small item couldn’t possibly be very expensive; it might be one of the first few auctioned off.

As everyone knows, the finale is the main event.

Yu Zeming was aware of this, but if it’s so small, how good could the artistic conception be to allow for a proper display?

"Dad, shall we open it to check?"

"Alright."

Mr. Yu agreed to this decision, overseeing it personally in case it was too poor to show, he would replace it with something from the Yu Family.

When it came auction time, he would just donate the money to Little River Live; Mr. Yu felt he had consumed quite a bit from Little River Live and ought to do something in return.

Just as Yu Zeming was about to open it, the flying device came to a sudden stop, causing him to fall forward.

Yet even as he lay prone, he still protected the box in his hands.

Yu Zeming now had his palms tightly covering the box, arms raised high, while his own face bore the brunt.

Because now he was face down, solidly so, and his nose even felt a bit crooked.

"Ow! Be careful!"

Mr. Yu stepped forward, first taking the box from Yu Zeming’s hands, gently dusting it off.

"Thankfully, it’s not damaged."

Even if it wasn’t something valuable, other people’s possessions still needed to be protected.

"Dad —"

"What! A grown man, can’t you get up yourself!"

Mr. Yu, rather disdainfully, grabbed Yu Zeming by the collar and hoisted him up.

Standing up, Yu Zeming rubbed his nose and turned to the person flying the device.

"Bro, I always knew you were jealous because I’m handsomer than you!"

Yu Zeling, who was flying the device, didn’t reply but merely curled up the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Dad, please sit tight."

Mr. Yu blinked in understanding, to sit tight and protect the item.

Yu Zeming wanted to complain more but the next second, he saw a sharp brake again; he staggered but fortunately, didn’t fall this time.

"Dad! Aren’t you going to do something about Yu Zeling!"

"I’m getting old, and it’s not good for me to meddle in children’s affairs."

Yu Zeming definitely gave his dad a less-than-friendly look, but still asked Yu Zeling, "Big brother, drive properly, I want to check out the carving."

If it kept going like this, how could he?

Yu Zeling no longer teased and pointed ahead instead, "Too many flying vehicles, can’t avoid it."

Yu Zeling glanced at the situation beside him, it was indeed too crowded.

Interstellar traffic mostly occurs in the air, and the traffic in the air is stratified.

Each layer has its own speed limits and restrictions on types of flying devices.

Although the Shadowless operated by the Yu Family could travel in the high-speed layer, with so many flying devices moving at high speed together, there were always those who did not follow the rules, sped, or did not care about tickets.

Yu Zeming also knew about this situation and eventually stopped looking at the carvings, deciding to discuss it once they arrived at their destination.

After all, it still had to be authenticated.

Thus, the three members of the Yu Family, none of whom knew exactly what Mr. Xiao He was auctioning, carried a palm-sized box to the auction.

On the other side, after finishing his carving, Shutong Nian chose to eat first.

While dining, Shutong, feeling somewhat satisfied, said to Fu Yunhe beside him, "Stretch out your hand."

Fu Yunhe, not quite catching on but obeying instinctively, extended his hands, palms up, towards Shutong.

Shutong uttered two more words: "Check pulse."

"Oh ..."

Embarrassed, Fu Yunhe withdrew one hand, leaving the other extended.

Shutong’s three fingers, cool to the touch, rested on the pulse of Fu Yunhe’s wrist.

"I missed a session of the medicinal bath; it was my fault."

"Tonight’s bath, I’ll give you an acupoint massage."

Shutong withdrew his fingers and continued eating.

"What is acupoint massage?"

Fu Yunhe pulled back his wrist and asked Shutong.

"Acupoint massage is when I join you during your medicinal bath and... scrub your back."

Scrubbing?

Fu Yunhe’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

He was naked during these baths.

"Ha Ha Ha Ha! Look at how innocent you are," Shutong explained to Fu Yunhe. "Don’t worry, the medicinal liquid is dark tonight; you won’t be able to see anything."

"I’ll just be at your back, helping you absorb the medicine faster."

Fu Yunhe didn’t know what to say, his earlobes slightly red as he nodded and quietly thanked him.

Shutong nonchalantly nodded back and, looking at the light drizzle outside, mentioned, "I wonder how much my carving will fetch?"

Hearing Shutong’s comment, Fu Yunhe thought back to the moment the carving was completed, feeling that words were inadequate.

"It will be very valuable."

Four words brought a smile to Shutong’s face.

"That’s great!"

The carving Shutong was concerned about had also arrived at the auction site with the three members of the Yu family.

President Yu personally held the small box, just alighted from the flying device, the three men wanted to take a quick peek, but were constantly interrupted.

It was either this person coming to greet or that person coming to talk.

The three were each part of different social circles, with an unending stream of people coming up to them.

Just before the start, President Yu finally excused himself from everyone’s enthusiasm, saying he needed to deliver the auction item.

"Ah? You haven’t delivered it yet?"

"It seems President Yu is still as indifferent to fame and fortune."

"I heard the Chi Family has found a wooden carving, very lifelike, apparently it will be the final item of the night."

"Oh? That impressive?"

"I heard the head of the Chi Family is quite fond of it, but for charity, he decided to part with it painfully."

"That must be quite something."

"I wonder what President Yu has brought?"

The person asking was from a subordinate family of the Chi Family, naturally supportive of the Chi Family, and slightly unfriendly since President Yu supported Little River Live.

President Yu really wanted to curse out loud: Damn it, I want to know what it is too!

But, in public, he had to keep up appearances.

"It’s indescribable, indescribable."