An Lan turned her head and sure enough, saw Xiao Yihe sitting right behind her. He sat up straight, looking at her with a smile that was hard to tell how genuine it was.
"You, sitting here?" An Lan was so surprised she couldn't continue whispering to Huo Zhanting. She pointed incredulously at Xiao Yihe.
Xiao Yihe seemed unfazed by An Lan's shock, wearing a perfectly appropriate, almost robotic smile.
"Yes, Lanlan, I didn't expect us to be sitting so close. In the previous auctions, I could at least sit in the same row as you. This time, I'm behind you. Looks like I need to keep working hard."
Keep working hard? An Lan snickered inwardly.
She politely nodded and then ignored Xiao Yihe.
"What kind of fate is this? Xiao Yihe is sitting behind us. It was bad enough sitting next to us the last few times. I even checked to make sure he wasn't next to us this time. Just as I breathed a sigh of relief, like a bolt from the blue, here he is again. I suspect the host did it on purpose."
