Spring Night Kiss.

Nie Yuhuai did not answer Zheng Zhiyi's question immediately, as if he was thinking about how to introduce himself.

After a pause, he finally spoke: "Song Qingjia, my sister." He paused for a moment, "You should know the man next to him, the young master of the Xu family, Xu Zhouye."

Xu Zhouye wasn't very satisfied and added, "Song Qingjia's boyfriend."

As she spoke, she deliberately raised an eyebrow at Nie Yuhuai.

Seeing his childish appearance, Song Qingjia shook her head inwardly.

Across from her, Zheng Zhiyi's eyes flashed with surprise.

Although she wasn't close to Xu Zhouye, they were in the same circle, so she had naturally heard about his deeds.

I've heard that he's completely focused on racing and has never been kind to women.

But now, he actually has a girlfriend?

The two seemed to have a very good relationship. His hand never left the girl's waist, and the way he looked at her was overflowing with love.

She turned her head to look at Nie Yuhuai beside her, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have never looked at her like this before.

His eyes were always calm and restrained.

Instead...

When she looked at the younger sister in front of her, whom she had never heard of before, her eyes showed a change in emotion.

Zheng Zhiyi put aside these wild thoughts and took the initiative to extend her hand to Song Qingjia, smiling gently and generously: "Hello, Zheng Zhiyi."

She didn't mention her relationship with Nie Yuhuai, and he hadn't brought it up either. If she brought it up intentionally, it would seem like she was chasing after him. This wasn't her usual style.

Song Qingjia smiled politely and shook her hand: "Hello, Miss Zheng."

Xu Zhouye said lazily from the side, "Honey, this isn't Miss Zheng. You have to call her sister-in-law."

Nie Yuhuai stiffened, his gaze turning heavy as he looked at Xu Zhouye. Even though what he said was true, a surge of anger inexplicably rose within him.

Let him be the one deceiving himself; he didn't want Qingjia to hear any of this.

Zheng Zhiyi said softly, "It's not even close to being settled yet, so it's a bit inappropriate to call you 'sister-in-law' now."

Xu Zhouye retorted, "What's inappropriate about it? Everyone knows about the marriage alliance between the Nie and Zheng families; all that's missing is the marriage certificate!"

Song Qingjia couldn't help but pinch his waist and manually mute his microphone. She was afraid he would get beaten if she let him continue talking.

"Sister-in-law, there's nothing wrong with calling her that. When you and my brother get married, I'll definitely give you a big gift."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhouye turned his head to look at her and clicked his tongue softly.

His child is quite eloquent; he knows how to touch people's hearts.

Look at Nie Yuhuai's face, it's almost as black as an African native's.

He curled his lips into a smile, feeling quite pleased with himself.

"Yes, you must let us know when you get married, we'll definitely be there to give our blessings."

Zheng Zhiyi smiled and said, "Of course."

Nie Yuhuai remained silent.

Xu Zhouye continued to provoke, "Why isn't my brother-in-law saying a word? Does he not welcome Qingjia and me to your wedding?"

Song Qingjia suddenly turned to look at him.

What is this person spouting nonsense again?

What brother-in-law?

Who is his brother-in-law?

Nie Yuhuai, the brother-in-law, twitched his brow and gritted his teeth: "I can't live up to Young Master Xu's title of brother-in-law."

"I can handle it," Xu Zhouye said, pressing down on Song Qingjia's hand that was pinching him again, his tone still nonchalant. "My relationship with your sister is quite stable, and we'll be getting married in the future. You're her brother, so of course you're my brother-in-law."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Or does your brother-in-law dislike me as your brother-in-law, and think I'm not good enough for your sister?"

Nie Yuhuai pursed his lips; he couldn't possibly say he wasn't good enough for her.

Even if that's what he really thought.

"Young Master Xu is joking. As long as Qingjia is happy, I certainly won't have any objections," he said in a deep voice.

Xu Zhouye chuckled softly upon hearing this, then leaned close to Song Qingjia's ear and asked, "Baby, do you think I'm good enough for you?"

Song Qingjia pushed his head away expressionlessly: "When you're not so childish anymore, you'll be good enough for me."

Xu Zhouye pretended to be heartbroken, holding his heart as if it were broken.

Zheng Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh and sighed, "You two have such a good relationship."

So this is what it's like when a chosen one of heaven falls to earth.

Forget about saving face or pride; in front of someone you like, you lose all of that.

"We really do have a good relationship." Xu Zhouye nodded shamelessly and put his arm around Song Qingjia's waist again.

She tore it off.

He went around it again.

After doing it twice, Song Qingjia glared at him, but a smile played on her lips.

Nie Yuhuai found that smile incredibly irritating and said in a deep voice, "The auction is about to begin, let's go in." With that, he strode into the inner hall.

Zheng Zhiyi nodded to the two of them and followed them.

After the two had walked away, Xu Zhouye suddenly chuckled softly, "He's furious."

Song Qingjia glared at him: "So why did you deliberately try to provoke him?"

"I'm happy to do it; the angrier he gets, the happier I am."

"……childish."

Song Qingjia turned and left, and Xu Zhouye chased after her, took her hand, and the two disappeared behind the glass door.

-

Jewelry at auctions is usually in high demand.

But Song Qingjia had no interest in it.

The sapphire necklace I received earlier is still gathering dust in my drawer.

Xu Zhouye would ask her if she liked almost every item he brought up, but after hearing her say she didn't like it, he simply stopped asking and raised his paddle on his own.

Song Qingjia: "...Do you have a lot of money?"

Xu Zhouye: "A lot."

Song Qingjia: "..."

She really couldn't communicate well with these rich people.

"Stop taking pictures, I really don't like these." She pressed his hand down in annoyance, but he grabbed her hand in return and squeezed her fingertips.

Xu Zhouye: "So what do you like?"

As he finished speaking, the auctioneer on stage unveiled the next item for auction.

Song Qingjia was about to answer, but her gaze was drawn to something else.

An old, dark brown wooden box, its lid open, revealed a yellowed star map inside. The edges of the paper were frayed, but the ink was still clear.

The image depicts the outline of Orion with fine, flowing lines. The position of each star is marked with a number using an extremely fine pen tip, and there are handwritten annotations next to it, with neat handwriting and old-fashioned corner strokes.

The auctioneer's voice came from the stage: "This hand-drawn star map is believed to have been hand-drawn by an astronomy enthusiast in Jiangnan during the mid-Qing Dynasty, and was painted during the Qianlong era."

"The map marks the positions of 147 stars, with the Orion constellation being particularly detailed. It is said that it was once used as a teaching aid for stargazing classes at a certain academy in Jiangnan."

Starting bid: 120,000.

Looking into her bright eyes, Xu Zhouye knew he didn't need to say anything more; she liked it.

As expected of the woman he relentlessly pursued, even the things she sets her sights on have such good taste.

What should I do?

I'm liking her more and more.

"want to?"

"Mm." Song Qingjia's eyes crinkled into a smile. "Begin your performance."

He chuckled: "Okay, I promise I'll take a picture of it for you."