This sudden turn of events is too abrupt.

Shi Annuo tries to step forward with an explanation, grasping Han Qianqian's hand pensively, calling out, "No, Qianqian, listen to me. It's not like that!"

Murmuring voices in the banquet hall increased, each wave higher than the last.

Han Wen's face had turned as black as coal. His beloved darling daughter was being humiliated. He could not bear it.

He bolted from the crowd towards the front, protecting Han Qianqian behind him, stared at Shi Annuo coldly saying, "Annuo, so this is what you meant when you told me that you would take good care of my daughter?"

Shi Annuo hurriedly explained, "Dad, it's not like that. Listen to me."

Han Wen roared in anger, silencing her coldly, "Don't call me dad!"

Then he looked at Han Qianqian, with a pair of bloodshot eyes filled with tenderness and pity, he hugged his daughter, "Qianqian... Don't cry, dad will stand up for you…"