บท 58: Words

After Gu Dai had spoken, she shut the box's window, paying no further heed to Wang Lan.

Wang Lan, tremors coursing through her body in indignation, had never anticipated that one day she'd be outmaneuvered by Gu Dai.

Witnessing Gu Dai's return, Su Ting asked, bemused, "Sis, I do have the funds. Why didn't you permit me to proceed with the bidding? You genuinely seemed to want it."

At this juncture, Su Ting felt somewhat aggrieved, recollecting the moment Gu Dai had previously interrupted him.

Exhaling in resignation, Gu Dai tousled Su Ting's hair, clarifying, "Our priority is to secure Master Cui Song's masterpiece; the rest doesn't really matter. Furthermore, upon reflection, watching Wang Lan's defeated look as she takes the painting... it's actually quite satisfying."

"Understood." Su Ting, after hearing Gu Dai's reasoning, nodded gently. After all, as long as his sister was content, that's what truly mattered.