"Dad!!" Seeing Wang Dong stopping him, Wang Simin stomped her feet in anger. She couldn't kill Han Sanqian and couldn't relieve the hatred in her heart. "I really don't understand, Dad, why do you have to protect this sick chicken everywhere. You have told me since you were a child that what you look down on the most is this kind of waste."

Wang Dong ignored him, turned around and looked at Han Sanqian, apologizing: "Young Master Han, the little girl is a little stubborn and reckless. Are you okay?"

Han Sanqian shook his head and smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Wang for your concern. Sanqian is not a big deal. However, Miss Wang is like this, Mr. Wang should be more disciplined, otherwise, I am really worried that Miss Wang will not get married in the future."

Hearing Han Sanqian's words, Wang Simin was furious: "What are you bastards? I will not get married? I will only wave my hand and countless young masters come to my house to line up. I will not get married? But you, a waste, whoever wants to marry you will be the bad luck that will last for eight lifetimes."

Han Sanqian smiled and said nothing, he just gave his own opinions. After all, Wang Simin was so reckless and rude, which is a fact.

"Simin, how do you speak?" Wang Dong looked at Wang Simin strangely.

"I'm talking about the facts." Wang Simin turned his head to the side and said unconvincedly.

Wang Dong sighed and walked to Wang Simin a few steps: "Daughter, you can't say that to yourself, do you understand?"

"What a mess? I'm scolding Han Sanqian who deserves to be damned." Wang Simin said.

Wang Dong shook his head: "You are talking about yourself, Simin, I have considered it. You are not young anymore, and it is time to find a household."

After saying that, Wang Dong waved his hand and several servants outside the door walked in respectfully with piles of pearly gifts.

Wang Simin was dazzled by the sight, and all kinds of rare treasures were almost all famous belongings of the Wang family, including even the most expensive living ginseng, among them.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Wang Simin said strangely.

As soon as he put down the things, Wang Dong said to Han Sanqian: "Young Master Han, although the little girl is fierce, she is still kind-hearted. Today's affairs are just a temporary misunderstanding. This is the twelve most precious treasures in our mansion. As long as you are willing to nod and marry your little girl, these things are betrothal gifts."

Hearing this, Wang Simin was almost crazy. The twelve items of the royal family were, was my father selling women or marrying his daughter? What's more, he still sold her to Han Sanqian, a waste!

After Han Sanqian was surprised, he shook his head and said firmly: "Master Wang, you are joking with Sanqian so much. As the lady said, I am just a sick person. How can I marry a daughter like a lady? What's more, Han Sanqian already has a wife."

"It is normal for a real man to have three wives and four concubines. I don't expect Simin to be Mr. Han's wife. As long as Mr. Han is willing, it doesn't matter to be a concubine!!" Wang Dong said hurriedly.

Han Sanqian was still determined when he heard this. Even though the world of Bafang was very open about the issue of three wives and four concubines, in Han Sanqian's heart, there was only Su Yingxia in this life, and there was no possibility of a second one.

"Master Wang is very kind, Sanqian is indeed unlucky to endure it." After Han Sanqian finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Simin who was so angry that he was about to explode: "Besides, I don't want Miss Wang to die, so, Mr. Wang, you should take your life back."

"This...what's the death of Guan Simin?" Wang Dong didn't understand.

But Han Sanqian's words seemed very harsh in Wang Simin's ears, because she had just said that if she married Han Sanqian, she would rather die.

She said the words, but she didn't expect that her father would suddenly send him to the plague god and send him out.

Even if you can be your own concubine!

She is the eldest daughter of the Wang family. Not to mention Han Sanqian, the sick chicken, even the first family in Tianhu City does not have the qualifications.

"Dad, if you want me to marry him, I would rather die." Wang Simin gritted her teeth and stared at Han Sanqian.

"Yes, dad doesn't object, but if you die, you must be the ghost of the Han family!" Wang Dong said firmly.

Hearing this, Wang Simin looked at Wang Dong incredibly. Since childhood, his father loved him the most. No matter what he did, he never scolded him even if he did.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Simin, who has lacked confidence since childhood, has done some unruly things every time to attract his father's attention.

But unexpectedly, my father would rather let himself die for a sick chicken!

"Okay, I'll die for you now!" Wang Simin's eyes were filled with tears, and she was heartbroken. She turned around and picked up the sword and was about to kill her neck.

Wang Dong started to knock out the sword for her, and then slapped Wang Simin hard in the face: "You've made enough trouble. Come on, grab the lady back into the house. Without my order, she won't be allowed to go out."

Wang Simin touched her painful and swollen face, and kept looking at Wang Dong hatefully, and was taken out of the door by the servant.

Wang Dong looked at Han Sanqian at this time and said, "Mr. Han, I will say goodbye first."
Chapter completed!