The assistant didn't know how many times she had called her before she finally showed a little reaction.
"What?" Jiang Yihan opened her mouth, her voice hoarse.
The assistant was almost in tears, "Ms. Jiang, are you alright?"
"... I'm fine." What else could be wrong with her? The worst outcome would still be ending up in prison.
If she hadn't come here, wouldn't the result be the same?
So there really was no difference...
Jiang Yihan seemed relatively calm, and soon everyone's attention shifted away from her.
Because the next auction had started.
Every day, people were going bankrupt here, and everyone was used to it. Sympathy lasted only a minute, no one could truly empathize, nor did anyone care about how she felt.
In the place where interests converged the most, human feelings were the coldest.
Zhu Yuan could at least understand Jiang Yihan's despair, and he felt sorry for her, "Didn't expect someone else got tricked too. I thought she wouldn't be as unlucky as me."