"Tu Ya..."
Bazak looked behind the man and saw that Tu Ya's complexion was very poor.
Tu Ya felt bitter inside, "Flay Dong, let's make a deal!"
She thrust out her full chest, her voice clear, "I only want him. I can trade the fourteen men in my account for him! He alone can't satisfy you, but Bazak and the others are different. There are many of them, and Bazak is skilled. They'll definitely make you comfortable!"
Dong Huiying was stunned for a moment before her expression cooled.
"Hearing you say that, the deal does seem profitable. After all, there's only one Haoming, and to think that I can trade just Haoming for over a dozen men? I really am getting a great bargain!"
Liang Haoming suddenly squeezed her hand nervously, shaking his head forcefully, "Don't trade, don't agree to it!"
Dong Huiying gently patted his hand.
Stay calm, she thought.
How could she possibly agree to such an absurd proposition?
She looked back at Tu Ya, who was clearly pleased.
