When it was just the master and servant left in the room.
Xue An lightly scraped the tip of the dazed Chan'er's nose with his hand and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Disappointed you weren't sold by this young master?"
As soon as he finished speaking.
Ye Xiaochan suddenly lunged forward, embracing Xue An tightly and burying her head in his chest as she burst into uncontrollable sobs.
Xue An's body stiffened, and then he sighed inwardly.
Yan'er, I haven't done anything to wrong you.
In fact, towards Chan'er.
Xue An always treated her with the attitude one might have towards a daughter.
After all, this little girl was only a few years older than his own daughter.
At that moment, Chan'er spoke between sobs, "Young master... I... I really thought you were going to sell me! Chan'er was so scared at that time!"
Xue An chuckled silently and then patted Chan'er's shoulder, "There, there, no more crying! How could I possibly sell you?"