The bearded man had a smile on his face, waiting for Dai Yuan to take out the money...
Yuehua reluctantly took out the banknotes one by one and put them on the table. The bearded man immediately put away one of them, as if he was afraid that it would fly away.
The man in purple was standing nearby. His eyes never left Dai Yuan, but they were full of desolation and sadness, as if he was hiding a huge grievance. Anyone who has no money in his eyes will definitely feel distressed after seeing her.
It feels good to have money, especially since you didn’t earn it yourself, so you don’t feel bad about spending it.
"I wonder what you bought him for, sir?" the bearded man asked tentatively.
"Of course it's the same as everyone else." Dai Yuan replied cleverly. He didn't want to admit to his face that he was a victim.
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the man in purple, and his expression became even sadder.
"Then I wish you a prosperous business! He is a young man." The bearded man nodded and bowed.
"No. 7, this young master will be your master from now on. Congratulations on setting the highest auction record for our Ji family." The bearded man led the man in purple to Princess Daiyuan.
Princess Daiyuan took a closer look, and it was even more indescribable than the distant view just now. She had ice-cold muscles and jade bones, cool and sweat-free, her face was like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, her color was like the flowers of spring dawn, her temples were like knife cuts, and her eyebrows were like ink paintings.
The face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves.
She is willing to pay ten thousand taels!
"let's go."
After leaving the restaurant, in order to avoid causing a riot on the streets, Dai Yuan took out a silk scarf that she carried with her and covered the face of the man in purple. Then the three of them avoided crowded places.
The man in purple followed Dai Yuan and Yue Hua without making a sound.
"What's your name?" Princess Daiyuan asked him.
"No. 7." The man in purple replied.
"No. 7, isn't that your code name?" Dai Yuan said.
"I don't have my own name. The number seven was given by the manager of the Ji family because I was the seventh person to be auctioned." His sad voice made the listener feel a touch of sadness.
"By the way, if he auctions you off, what does the buyer want you to do?" Dai Yuan still didn't understand.
"Ah, don't you want me too..." The man in purple was obviously surprised.
"We want you? What?" Dai Yuan became more and more curious. Are all men in ancient times so reserved? If they say something, it will be over. Being simple and clear will save trouble.