Everyone watched the blue-and-white vase—but the real auction item was Xiao Yu’s shifting expressions: shock, hope, doubt, then that soft smile when Li Wei stood. The lighting, the wine bottle left untouched, the pink Dior bag clutched like armor—every detail whispered *he’s not who he seems*. My Hired Boyfriend Is A Secret CEO? More like *My Heart Was Bid On First*. 💫