Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 172: 138 Fifth Master Protects His Own, Mysterious Woman Finishes the Job (3rd Update)

Jiang Jinsang strode toward the auction hall, yet there was some distance from the surveillance room.

“Master, don’t worry,” said Jiang Cuo, following closely behind him. “I saw that Miss Tang didn’t suffer any loss. When Zhuang Rao encountered her, it’s hard to tell who was more unlucky.”

“Moreover, Jiang Jiu is still there, she definitely won’t suffer a loss.”

“It’s just that I don’t understand. When watching the video, he seemed to just stand by and watch the whole time, not moving at all.”

…

Jiang Cuo had long wanted to “kick someone when they’re down,” since a certain scheming man had always been stealing his thunder.

Unexpectedly, when Jiang Jinsang heard this, he just glanced at him from the corner of his eye, “Jiang Jiu was right about one thing…”

“You really talk too much. Forget about your year-end bonus this year.”

Jiang Cuo: “…”

Why him! Isn’t Jiang Jiu the one who should be fined?

**

At this moment in the auction hall, the hotel staff, seeing that something was wrong and that no one else was breaking up the fight, felt compelled to step in despite their reluctance.

Family, a man of too high a rank for anyone to dare to stop. The ones who had caused trouble last year

Talk about bad luck!

gentlemen, the auction is about to begin. Please,

causing you any trouble,” Tang Wan said, her voice gentle and delicate, as she had no

staff member replied, somewhat embarrassed by her

onlookers muttering discontently; after all, she was guilty of excessive bullying. Now, with Tang Wan’s dignified and magnanimous demeanor, she garnered even

lady has a good temper. Nowadays,

her

who knows if there was any foul play behind

…

at this time, was at a loss for words, feeling choked with resentment that she could neither spit out nor

an impetuous person by nature, felt justified in her actions. After being slapped, seeing Tang

what the fuck are you pretending for!” she shrieked, as if ready

just go,” Jiang Shuyan said bitterly; her plan for the evening had backfired, and she had unwittingly implicated herself,

you think you can slap me and that’s the

resolute, her expression clearly challenging:

if Zhuang Rao

into the fray, especially given that other people were

won’t let you off the

around, she collided with the

simple suit bore no ornament, sleek and refined. His entire appearance was exceptionally soft, with tranquil eyes as deep as the night, every

an impression of a delicate and frail beauty, yet there was an inherent pride in