Chapter 15: The Only Legacy and Weiyuanjing; Xi Yun, Will You Consider Being Kept by Me…
Yuan Cheng’s movements were not slow. At least before Le Can could “tsk” at Xi Yun for the third time, the other party had already rushed downstairs carrying a large leather suitcase.
With a thud, the suitcase landed on the table to Le Can’s right.
“Madam, there are so many valuable things in the room, are we really only taking this old suitcase?”
As he spoke, Yuan Cheng rolled up his sleeves and rubbed his fists, ready to rush back and pack up a storm at Le Can’s command. That excitement rivaled grandpas and grandmas snatching bargains at a supermarket sale; there was not a trace of the resentment from being “borrowed to present Buddha with flowers.”
Le Can waved his hand disinterestedly.
“No, it wasn’t ‘my’ room anyway.”
When he first entered, noticing the flickering expressions of the servant leading the way, Le Can had guessed that there was a high probability the Little Soft Bun’s things had all been disposed of.
But it had only been one night; they really couldn’t wait…
Le Can was not surprised by the callousness of his good uncle’s family, so naturally, he spared no effort in “returning the favor”—doing the best he could within legal boundaries.
There were no surveillance cameras, and only minor wounds were inflicted. Even convicting someone requires evidence; the law-abiding Le Can certainly wouldn’t admit to baseless accusations.
As for the more than ten million? With a betrothal gift of one hundred million gems already given, what’s wrong with a dowry of ten million? Besides, there’s also a recording of the person involved willingly gifting it, isn’t there?
This old leather suitcase before him, worn and peeled by the wash of time, was likely the last remaining possession of the Little Soft Bun…
Le Can observed the suitcase from his memories; it looked almost exactly the same. The only difference was that on the leather near the four iron locks, there were many new scratches.
Old scratches were covered by new marks of varying depths, indicating that this same suitcase had suffered tribulations more than once. Fortunately, the four heavy iron locks had protected the contents well.
Le Can gently rubbed the longest scratch with the pad of his finger, regretting that he hadn’t listened to Aunt Liang’s advice this morning and eaten the remaining two char siu baos.
If he had, when he kicked that piece of char siu, Le Ruisi, he might have had a bit more strength!
Alas, time cannot be reversed. While feeling regretful, Le Can hooked a corner of a frayed red string from his collar and pulled out four keys tied to it, one by one.
Probably afraid of losing them, the keys weren’t simply strung together. The Little Soft Bun had carefully tied a knot with the red string at each keyhole.
They didn’t jingle-jangle around his neck; they were quiet and had a low presence. When he first transmigrated into the book, Le Can hadn’t even noticed he was wearing such a key necklace.
Now, he solemnly took off the necklace and matched the keys to the four iron locks one by one. Four click sounds rang out as the locks opened; the iron locks were removed and hung back onto the later-installed hasps in turn.
The old suitcase was older than the Little Soft Bun himself, and its original locks had long since broken. Once all the locks were opened, it popped open with a creak.
Plastic-sealed photos, letters with yellowing paper, notebooks with worn edges… all worthless odds and ends, and precisely because they were worthless, they survived.
After confirming that not a single item was missing, Le Can reached out and touched the brightly smiling “Le Can” in his toddler years in the topmost photo.
The only informed outsider sighed silently in his heart, then bid his final farewell.
“Thank you. Live a better life from now on…”
Le Can didn’t know why he became “him.”
He only hoped that the Little Soft Bun, who had lived a bitter life, had reunited with his true family, rather than going to his messy world and encountering two other equally messy weirdos.
If that were the case, Le Can would regret to death not taking out both of those two trashes with one knife cut before he died.
The iron locks were fastened again, but this time the keys were not put back in their original place. The red string linking the four brass keys was placed inside the suitcase before it was closed.
Le Can would take good care of this suitcase.
The things inside might never wait for their true owner again. So, don’t disturb them lightly; let them sleep quietly and undisturbed together with “him”…
Beside him, Yuan Cheng was still immersed in self-blame for speaking wrongly, his face written all over with “I really deserve to die.”
Only Xi Yun, whose gaze had not focused on Le Can, quietly lifted his half-closed eyelids and swept a glance toward Le Wenxin and the dining room, his emotions unreadable.
“Alright, let’s go.”
Having finished his sentimental moment, Le Can grabbed the handle of the suitcase and stood up.
Money and items were in hand, grievances were partially settled; the purpose of coming here today was pretty much perfectly achieved.
Le Can walked cleanly and neatly toward Xi Yun at the door, having no leisure to stay here and watch the scum uncle’s family dog-eat-dog.
Out of guilt, Yuan Cheng, who had come back to his senses, hurriedly reached out to grab the suitcase. The youth with peach-blossom eyes looked at him with a faint smile and ultimately didn’t refuse.
Let’s go. Since I can’t refuse.
Then I’ll just check out the future number one auction house while I’m at it!
However, passing by the dispirited Le Wenxin while walking toward Xi Yun, who was waiting quietly ahead, the youth in a good mood paused for two seconds.
“A nephew married out is like water spilled. Uncle, I’ll call you Uncle one last time.”
“By the way, since you’re so keen on matchmaking, don’t forget to find a similarly ‘good family’ for Cousin Ruisi~”
The former “good family” · Xi Yun: “.”
Yuan Cheng, watching helplessly as Le Wenxin vomited blood from anger: ! The brother-in-law is mighty!
If he knew Yuan Cheng’s inner thoughts, Le Can, standing at the entrance of the auction house, would definitely refute:
No, he couldn’t live up to the word ‘mighty’ at all.
Although he was a poor jewelry designer from a small place, Le Can had at least experienced visiting a few auctions thanks to his own hard work.
After all, auction house items aren’t all high-end artworks or luxury goods with auction prices over a million.
Le Can could not only look at low-to-mid-priced items ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands, but he could also personally participate in bidding for them.
But generally speaking, the venues for these auctions were either high-end hotel banquet halls or rented spaces. Like such-and-such art gallery, such-and-such museum, such-and-such convention center, etc.
But an entire building like this…
Le Can looked up at the high-rise that seemed to have no end in sight, then looked back at the indifferent and cold Xi Yun.
No way! This level…
Even as a reader who transmigrated into the book, he couldn’t help but want to roast this!
Such a valuable high-rise standing in the inner ring, paired with Xi Yun’s equally unreasonable X-ray ability.
It’s no wonder the author declared in advance that this “small” auction house would eventually leap to become a famous major auction house in Yanjing and even the world.
It turns out this “major auction house” wasn’t just “major” in the literal sense, but showed signs of it from the very beginning.
At this moment, Le Can finally had an epiphany.
Why were his scum dad and stepmother so relentless when dividing the inheritance, even though Xi Yun only asked for an auction house?
Did Xi Yun just take an auction house? He clearly dug out their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys right in front of the scums!
If we’re talking about being mighty, it has to be the original novel’s male lead. Le Can felt he still had a lot of room for learning and improvement.
“Your, auction house?”
Forgive him for wanting to confirm one last time.
Xi Yun’s gaze skimmed over the youth’s surprised brows like a dragonfly touching water.
“Mn, Weiyuanjing [Unfulfilled Vision] was originally managed by my mother. Now it belongs entirely to me.”
A simple declarative sentence, yet looking at the man standing calmly and composedly in front of the high-rise, Le Can inexplicably felt an aura of surveying the whole situation.
“However, I think you probably guessed wrong…”
The person who had an astounding aura a second ago spoke in a relaxed tone the next: “Currently, the auction house only occupies the first to third floors. The higher floors were originally rented out.”
Le Can subconsciously looked at Xi Yun’s unique eyes, but the other party had already stepped ahead of him into the auction house lobby.
However, Xi Yun wasn’t walking fast; one look and you knew he was waiting for him.
Le Can took one last look at the auction house’s main entrance and chased after him in two steps: “So only the bottom three floors are the auction house.”
He was just saying, if the entire building was all of it, that would be too exaggerated…
Hearing the small sigh of relief in Le Can’s tone, Xi Yun, who casually unlocked his phone to check notifications, had a trace of a smile in his light silver-gray pupils.
“Originally, that was the case.”
Pausing for two seconds, after the youth’s gaze drifted over, he continued:
“However, I feel Weiyuanjing has great potential. In the future, I have the idea of developing the entire building into the auction house. You didn’t guess completely wrong.”
Le Can smiled inexplicably.
He figured it out; Xi Yun was doing it on purpose. Saying he guessed wrong was him, saying he didn’t guess wrong was also him. This man was also not entirely the breeze and moon [noble and benevolent] he appeared to be on the surface.
Ha, interesting.
Entering the lobby on the first floor, large and small display cabinets were arranged in a scattered pattern within the spacious area. Under the bright lights, one could clearly see the auction items for the day displayed in the glass cabinets.
In front of each item’s display area, a corresponding information card was thoughtfully placed. There were simple introductions ranging from the item name, number, and dimensions to the starting price, etc.
This small auction was likely a special session for porcelain and curios.
Le Can followed closely behind Xi Yun, passing through the crowd of people who were either discussing in low voices or observing in silence. He saw colorful porcelain, brush washers, seals of various shapes and materials, flower and bird ornaments, etc.
It was a new world, completely different from jewelry design but equally full of charm…
Xi Yun’s steps paused in front of an elevator. Yuan Cheng, who had left earlier to park the car, was already standing in front of the elevator, smiling and waving at Le Can.
Seeing this, Le Can withdrew all his gazes and went over to meet the two.
When he arrived in front of them, Yuan Cheng smoothly took out a card and tapped it against the elevator’s card reader area.
With a ding, the indicator light above the elevator turned from red to green, and the elevator doors opened in response.
Le Can had a playful look in his eyes as he glanced at Xi Yun, who had already entered the elevator. “CEO’s exclusive elevator?”
Yuan Cheng made a gesture of laughing soundlessly. Xi Yun, the CEO being teased, didn’t turn back, but his words carried obvious helplessness.
“No, come in quickly.”
Yuan Cheng watched Le Can walk into the elevator, unable to hold back the smile on his face. “This is the employee elevator. Everyone at Weiyuanjing can take it normally.”
Speaking of which, it wasn’t that no one had proposed a Big Boss exclusive elevator before, but Xi Yun, the Boss himself, felt it was a waste of resources and personally rejected the proposal.
Le Can kept a straight face, looking at the overly explanatory Yuan Cheng with a gloomy gaze.
Thanks, but there’s really no need to be so helpful.
Le Can’s atmosphere of solitary awkwardness lasted until he entered Xi Yun’s office.
It was called an office, but looking around—an entire wall of curio shelves, properly mounted calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, foreign sculptures and ornaments occasionally interspersed in the corners…
His gaze sweeping over treasures that were estimated to be of extraordinary value one by one, he couldn’t help but click his tongue secretly.
This place was practically a miniature exhibition hall.
Suddenly, when his peripheral vision caught a gorgeous box flowing with light and color, and Le Can, sensitive to color, prepared to approach for a closer look, the door behind him, which hadn’t been closed for long, was suddenly pushed open with great force.
Without any warning, a clear and crisp female voice barged straight into his ears.
“Xi Yun, will you really not consider being kept by me for a bit?”
A certain Le-surnamed fiancé in name only: ???
Kept? For a bit? No way, is it this explosive right from the start?!
Author’s Note:
Someone: Xi Yun, will you not consider being kept by me for a bit?
Current Le Can (Good Son): Eating melons, eating melons.JPG [Milk Tea] [Milk Tea] [Milk Tea]
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