When Song Han shouted, only then did Shen Chun notice that the shy young man had disappeared and his seat was empty.
Song Han's face was covered in snot and tears as he said, "Sister-in-law, you just told us to be careful. Do you think something bad will happen to him?"
Shen Chun's heart skipped a beat. The sorcerer opposite her didn't look like a good person, so it was probably not a good thing for Zheng An to fall into her hands.
The audience's attention was still focused on the painting that was about to appear, no one paid too much attention to Song Han's fuss.
"Alright, sorry to keep everyone waiting. The auction for Mr. William's painting will begin now!" The emcee snapped his fingers and the red velvet curtain slowly opened. Then, an exquisitely framed painting was pushed onto the stage.
When they saw the painting, everyone below the stage exclaimed.
It was a portrait of a little girl.