The one in charge chuckled lightly, not at all embarrassed by having their lie exposed: "But her reputation is a problem."
"As long as she sells, we can split the profits." Ye Ranran said succinctly.
"Sounds good, but how can you decide for her?"
Ye Ranran sneered: "She is now in my hands, so naturally, I make the decisions."
This was a bit like human trafficking, and a bit like an ancient brothel, but Ye Ranran didn't care.
All she wanted was for Han Yan to appear on the auction table!
Qingli's husband was also coming tonight, rumored to be here to spend money for fun.
I wonder what he will do when he sees his mistress stripped, lying on the table like a product, watched by everyone, bidding?
"Remember, the effects of the drug will soon fade. Make sure to take some measures." Ye Ranran reminded.
"Of course." The person on the other end extended a hand: "May our collaboration be pleasurable?"