Before setting off for Xing Que, Yu He went to a villa in the suburbs to change her outfit, then departed together with Ruan Tianxin in her nanny van.
On the way.
"Aren't you going to call your uncle to help you out with a fortune?"
Ruan Tianxin, her thick eyelashes fluttering like tiny wings, looked at Yu He.
"No need, I can get the money."
Yu He's tone was calm, but in her heart, she thought he was probably flirting with other women right now.
Besides, she didn't want him to know too much about her identities.
"Little Sweet Pea, you're doing it wrong. Girls shouldn't be so assertive; they should be more delicate to evoke a man's protective instincts," Ruan Tianxin wagged her finger.
"Also, it's good that you can earn money, but you shouldn't flash your wealth. Otherwise, you'll end up like me, meeting nothing but freeloaders. While freeloaders are quite well-behaved, I always feel like they're not looking at me, but at my money. I just want to have a normal relationship, why is it so difficult?"
Yu He turned her head, her gaze sweeping indifferently over the sparkling white diamond hairpin on Ruan Tianxin's head, the 25-carat pink diamond earrings on her ears, the red diamond necklace around her neck, the custom-made gown that was a limited edition worldwide, the 150-carat full diamond ring on her index finger, and the top-grade icy jade bangle on her wrist.
"...Try taking off those diamonds from yourself and changing your bad habit of treating everyone in the bar to drinks the moment you walk in," Yu He said.
"I can change the habit of treating people, but diamonds are my life; I can't give them up," Ruan Tianxin caressed the full diamond ring in her hand. "Besides, I'm already being very restrained. I'm only wearing one diamond ring on each hand. I used to wear them on all ten fingers..."
Yu He: ...
As they chatted, the car arrived at Xing Que.
Xing Que was located adjacent to the black market. It was a garden with Qing Dynasty architecture. Because of its magnificent and grand structure, it was ancient and elegant like a palace in the sky, hence its name, Xing Que. Of course, most importantly, it was renowned worldwide for auctioning various rare treasures.
As for who the founder of Xing Que was, it remained a mystery. Some rumored it was the founder of the black market, while others said it was a mysterious organization. Opinions were divided, but the only certainty was that the forces behind Xing Que were not to be underestimated.
At this moment, the palace gates were brightly lit, and all sorts of luxury cars had gathered. Security guards had set up a cordon, keeping the media reporters several meters away.
Xing Que placed great importance on its guests' privacy and security. All external vehicles were prohibited from entering, and only guests who had verified their identities could enter the palace.
Ruan Tianxin's nanny van followed a Rolls-Royce.
As Yu He was about to get out of the car, she inadvertently saw the license plate of the car in front: Qin 888888.
This was a custom license plate of the Qin family, one of the four great families.
She paused. She wasn't surprised that members of the Qin family would attend the auction, but she hadn't expected such a coincidence.
She squinted her eyes, staring at the car in front. A woman who looked around thirty years old was helping a dignified and wealthy old lady with snow-white hair out of the car.
Yu He recognized them at a glance: the widow of Old Master Qin, the Second Madam, and the daughter of the current head of the family, Qin Xinhong.
"The Black Spirit Pearl is truly a treasure. Even Old Madam Qin has come. It seems many people want to get their hands on it tonight. Little Sweet Pea, you're under a lot of pressure."
Ruan Tianxin also saw the people in front. Noticing that Yu He wasn't responding, she turned back and saw her staring coldly at the two people in front.
"Should we wait until they go in before we get out?" she asked.
She didn't know what Yu He had experienced years ago, but she knew Yu He hated the Qin family.
"No." Yu He withdrew her gaze, raised her hand, and put on the golden half-face mask she had prepared, then got out of the car.
In the north, mid-October had already turned cold.
Yu He wore a large red cloak over her shoulders and a golden mask. Standing in front of the security guards in their neat suits, she appeared exceptionally striking, yet blended harmoniously with the red walls and green tiles of the palace.
After verifying their invitation cards, a female attendant led them inside.
The Second Madam, walking in front, was elderly and moved slowly, with Qin Xinhong supporting her.
The attendant leading the way politely greeted them as she passed them, then continued to lead the group forward.
The Second Madam nodded and smiled in response, then her gaze followed a flash of red that brushed past her, and she couldn't help but pause, her eyes instinctively tracking the red figure.
"Grandma, what's wrong?" Qin Xinhong noticed her gaze and asked.
"Nothing," the Second Madam came back to her senses. "I heard that when the anonymous divine doctor attended the International Medical Symposium before, she wore a large red cloak and a golden mask..."
"Are you saying the person who just passed by was the anonymous divine doctor?" Qin Xinhong looked up sharply, but the red figure had already disappeared into the night.
Their purpose for this trip was the Black Spirit Pearl, but they had also heard that the anonymous divine doctor would be attending, and they wanted to take the opportunity to meet her.
"I'm not sure," the Second Madam shook her head, then looked back, gesturing for her to look.
She saw another attendant leading someone wearing a large red cloak and a golden mask walk past them, stopping at Room 509 next to them, and opening the door for her.
The moment their eyes met, Yu He saw the other person's eyes flicker with avoidance, and then she entered the room.
"Is this a fashion clash? Or is someone deliberately imitating our Little Sweet Pea?" Ruan Tianxin wanted to knock on the door to ask for clarification.
The golden mask and red cloak were Yu He's standard attire whenever she attended the International Medical Symposium; they had become her signature.
While they had no right to restrict others' attire, and the style of the mask and cloak worn by the other person was slightly different, in such a public place filled with celebrities, deliberately imitating her like this felt like she had ulterior motives!
"The auction is about to begin. Don't stir up trouble," Yu He stopped Ruan Tianxin.
The fact that the other party dared to imitate her so brazenly indicated that they were prepared.
She wanted to see what this imposter intended to do.
Ruan Tianxin was unhappy, but this unpleasant feeling was quickly overshadowed by a commotion from within the tower.
The two sat in their viewing seats and saw the surrounding guests looking up at the seventh floor.
"Oh my god, someone is sitting on the seventh floor!" Ruan Tianxin exclaimed.