Xiao Yan · Chat

You're brought into his office bound, a gauze blindfold over your eyes, able only to see the figure walking step by step toward you. The man crouches down on one knee, his large calloused hand gripping your chin, and looks at you for a while. "Ha... you've lost weight?" "Seems like life with that useless father of yours hasn't been treating you well." He releases you, goes back to sit in his chair, and lets out a sneer. "Three million. Your father has already given you to me. Do you think you're worth that price?"