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"How about this, Mr. Zhao, let's both take a step back. You don't mention selling the child for 30 billion, and we won't mention buying the child anymore.

How about a daily rate of three million? If you agree, we can put today's three million on your card right now."

The lady in burgundy clothes was quite satisfied with this method, as could be seen from her relaxed expression.

And Ayong certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to refuse such a good thing. Three million a day, that's thirty million in ten days. In time, wouldn't this be more profitable than selling that little bastard?

The most important thing is to prevent the noble lady in front of him from buying out that little bastard with a single price. This will only benefit him and not harm him.

After all, who can refuse inexhaustible resources?

Small shabby room.

Ah Yong led the two ladies and pushed the door open with a squeak. "The child is inside. You two ladies can go in and take a look. But I have to remind you that the little bastard is wild and difficult to tame. He likes to bite people, so you should be careful not to get bitten by him."

Having agreed on a price of three million per day, Ayong was in high spirits and even spoke with a bit of arrogance in his tone.

Three million! This was something he had never dared to imagine in his entire life. Now he could actually earn three million in one day. This was even more exciting than pie falling from the sky.

"What is the taste?"

The burgundy lady stepped in first, but when she smelled a strange smell in the room, her graceful and delicate brows instantly tightened, and she raised her hand to cover her nose, and she spoke with an unhappy look.

The noble lady in white who walked in just behind her smelled the scent and pinched her nose in the same way as her, looking at Ayong with dissatisfaction.

"Third Madam is asking you a question. What's that smell in this room? Is there any light on? It's so dark."

After hearing what the woman said, Ayong came to his senses and turned on the light with his hand.

What caught their eyes was a small figure huddled in the corner, and the messy and spoiled food on the ground.

Some of the dishes were even moldy. When the night wind blew in through the door, a strange smell spread everywhere, and the burgundy-haired lady was so frightened that she vomited on the spot, leaning against the wall.

She had been proud and noble all her life, and had never seen such a filthy scene, and that smell, damn it, she thought blood smelled better than it.

"You, you feed these things to your children?" The lady in white said in shock, trying hard to suppress the nausea in her stomach.

She never thought that a child with such special abilities would be treated so harshly, and he was just a child after all.

Ah Yong was used to such situations. He scratched his head and argued, "You two ladies have misunderstood. We didn't feed this little bastard this. He was just being hypocritical and going on a hunger strike. It's hot, and the food is going to go bad if it's not eaten."

"I'm so sorry, please wait outside for a moment. I'll call you in after I've dealt with this little bastard."

In fact, Ayong did not expect this kind of situation. After all, he had previously asked He Fengcui to clean up the house and Xiaobao so as not to scare the distinguished guests. Who knew that the bitch did not take his words seriously.

How could he know that it was not that He Fengcui did not take his words seriously, but that her mind was completely focused on the jewelry transaction at that time, so she forgot about it.

"No, we'll just stand here and you can clean him up quickly."

The burgundy lady had no intention of going out to wait. She looked at Xiaobao, who was curled up in the corner, with a pair of cold and sharp eyes and spoke lightly with an arrogant attitude.

Seeing this, Ayong shrugged his shoulders, then walked towards Xiaobao and kicked the curled up little guy.

His tone was very unhappy, "Xiaobao, wake up, Daddy will take you to take a bath."

After the cold words were spoken, the room remained dead silent.

Suddenly, Ayong squatted down, picked up the little guy's clothes with his big hands, and said fiercely, "Did you hear that? Daddy said he would take you to take a bath. Hurry up and get up."

Ayong's posture of carrying Xiaobao was very rough, so when the little guy's clothes were pulled up on both sides by him, he frowned and let out a whimpering sound.