Zhu Wenjin was smiling as he spoke, but his tone was very firm.
Although he had always doted on his granddaughter Zhu Xiuli, as long as Mister Mo agreed, he wouldn't hesitate to send his granddaughter to Mo Han's bed to satisfy all his demands.
After all, he had watched with his own eyes as the Qiankun Elixir created two miracles.
As long as he could get his hands on a Qiankun Elixir, it was like having an extra life.
As for his granddaughter, so what? The old Zhu Family was flourishing with many branches, what was the problem with sacrificing one or two juniors?
Upon hearing her grandfather's words, Zhu Xiuli's face suddenly turned pale. Was her grandfather really willing to sacrifice her to please Mo Han?
A wave of bitterness surged in her heart. She usually boasted about being the Young Miss Zhu, but at this moment, what difference was there between her and a product on the shelf?
