"Could you put me down first? Please!" Xu Jiujiu was almost in tears from embarrassment. With so many people watching, she was losing every last scrap of dignity.
"Then let me hear you call me husband, my wife!" Tian Chen held Xu Jiujiu by her delicate shoulders.
Listening to the cries rising one after another from the stands, Xu Jiujiu wanted nothing more than to escape this scene of trouble as quickly as possible.
"H-husband!"
"Mm, not bad. My wife is quite obedient!" With that, Tian Chen gently set Xu Jiujiu down.
Once freed, Xu Jiujiu immediately covered her face and hurried off the arena as though fleeing.
Seeing this from the platform, Xu Jiawei wasn't angry. Instead, he felt a mixture of joy and sorrow.
Xu Jiawei had originally intended to let the two slowly develop feelings for each other, then try to gain some leverage over Tian Chen. But now Xu Jiujiu had already given herself away for free. The objective had been achieved, certainly, but wasn't this a little too fast?
Seeing his granddaughter like that, Xu Tianqi knew her feelings for Tian Chen were all but certain.
Forget it. Children and grandchildren have fortunes of their own. Let them be!
In the spectator area, however, one elderly woman wore a deeply displeased expression. She was Nebula Douluo, Manyi.
Her affection for Xu Jiujiu wasn't tangled up in so many interests. She had watched Xu Jiujiu grow up since childhood, and to her, the girl was dearer than even a granddaughter of her own.
Yet now a pig had rooted up her precious cabbage in full view of everyone. Still, since even her Hall Master didn't mind, she could hardly say anything.
"Jiujiu! Are you all right?" Manyi hurriedly asked with concern when she saw Xu Jiujiu.