The dwarf, drooling, said, "Don't worry, even though I'm not as tall as your knee, I have my own special skills. The Empress won't be getting any rest tonight, lol."
After saying that, he took Yu Xiyan's hand and walked out of the venue with a smile, like walking a dog.
Jokes, cheers, and whistles filled the auction room once again.
"Sister, you don't really want Yu Xiyan to be taken by such an ugly man, do you?" Leng Qingcheng couldn't help but ask. "Didn't I say it was just to scare her?"
Song Yanran swirled her wine glass, looking at Yu Xiyan's disheveled appearance, and said calmly, "Isn't that a good thing?"
Leng Qingcheng became anxious: "Sister, Yu Xiyan is Shen Zhao's most beloved woman. It's one thing to scare her, but if something really happens, will Shen Zhao still be willing to exchange her for her?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yanran glanced in Jiang Haitian's direction and gently shook her head: "Perhaps, she may not be as important to Shen Zhao as you think, sister."
Leng Qingcheng didn't understand the meaning of those words, and simply asked, "Then, sister, do you think I should bring Yu Xiyan back?"
Song Yanran put down her wine glass and quietly put away the recording stone: "No need, Yu Xiyan will be fine tonight."
"What do you mean by that, sister?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than Yu Xiyan desperately tore off the gauze covering her mouth, her voice almost pleading as it echoed through the hall: "Vice-Commander Jiang! Please save me, please!"
As the two passed by Jiang Haitian, she could no longer hold back and knelt down beside the coffee table, pleading with him.
The dwarf, upon seeing Jiang Haitian, naturally dared not say anything.
Because his father's reputation was so great that he could kill himself ninety-nine times with just spirit stones, he could only smile and wait for his instructions.
Jiang Haitian pulled his sunglasses down his nose, looked at the pitiful-looking Yu Xiyan, and laughed, "Why should I save you?"
You won't even call me "Dad." Here's what we'll do: call me "Dad," and I'll help you get out of this mess. Will you call me or not?
Yu Xiyan's breathing became rapid. After a brief pause in her mind, she finally suppressed the unprecedented humiliation and shouted to Shen Zhao, "Father, please, save me!"
"Hahahaha, Dad?"
Hahahaha, what did she call me? She called me Dad! Hahahaha, you actually called me Dad, hahaha…”
Suddenly, Jiang Haitian slapped his thigh, pointed at Yu Xiyan, and burst into wild laughter, as if he were watching some incredible joke.
He was leaning back on the sofa, laughing so maniacally that even his son and daughter were stunned and at a loss for words.
Only Song Yanran felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
She could tell from Jiang Haitian's laughter that he was venting the desolation and mistreatment he had once endured alone.
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