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However, her brow furrowed again before long, her concern for the little one rising anew.

With so many reporters, could the little one handle it?

"Don’t mind them," Huangfu Jue bent down and comforted the little one in Chinese, his large hand taking the small one’s, slowly treading the red carpet.

On the way over, he had already briefed Gan Tang about the possibility of encountering this situation.

Moreover, in the Royal Palace, Leng Xiaoye and Sherry had taught him how to deal with reporters—maintain a smile, ignore the questions.

Following his father onto the red carpet leading to the event venue, Gan Tang conducted himself very well—he was neither scared nor flustered, simply following his father forward with a composed expression.

Father and son entered the venue together. The organizers of the event promptly came forward to shake hands with Huangfu Jue, exchanging pleasantries, then they bent down to greet Gan Tang.

The little one wasn’t daunted by the crowd; he extended his small hand and shook hands with the others like a little gentleman, his demeanor graceful and adorable.

Jessica also knew that Huangfu Jue had arrived and immediately moved toward the direction of the podium. The bodyguards had already come over, dispersing around the podium, so she had to move back a few steps.

Huangfu Jue was brought to his seat; first, he lifted the little one onto the chair before he himself sat down. After he was seated, the rest of the guests quieted down and took their seats in succession.

An organizer came up and, following a simple introduction, invited Huangfu Jue to give a speech on stage.

Huangfu Jue stood up but didn’t head to the stage; instead, he picked up Gan Tang from the chair and walked up to the podium with him.

The podium was somewhat high, so the little one was blocked from view. Huangfu Jue then bent down to lift his son into his arms, standing in front of the podium.

"Today, my son will speak on behalf of the Royal Family."

On hearing this, everyone showed a look of astonishment.

Will ran over to adjust the microphone for Gan Tang.

The little one took a look around, then spoke into the microphone, "I am honored to attend this event with daddy. I hope everyone can give their love and contribute to all the homeless children." With that, he raised his little hand, and staff members came onto the stage to exhibit one of Gan Tang’s oil painting works to everyone, "To support today’s event, I’ve prepared to auction off my painting, and all the proceeds from the auction will go to the foundation. Thank you, everyone."

Below the stage, applause thundered.

Gan Yuan was also smiling and clapping for his son; he was very satisfied with his performance.

Afterward, Huangfu Jue said a few more words, then also offered several handcrafted items he had brought as a contribution to the event.

Following the simple opening, the auction officially began. Watching Gan Tang sitting beside his father, Jessica grew inwardly anxious.

"Miss Gaia, what should we do?"

Gan Yuan spoke calmly, "Let’s wait a bit longer."

Of course, she was not in the least bit hurried. Just watching her son from a distance filled her with satisfaction.

At this moment, Gan Tang on the chair began to shift restlessly, raising his small hand to touch his ear.

Gan Yuan noticed the sign and immediately turned to walk toward the restroom. She knew her son well and understood that he needed to use the bathroom.

As expected, the little one climbed down from the chair and tugged at his father’s sleeve.

"Daddy, I want to go to the restroom."

Huangfu Jue nodded and gestured to Will, who came over, took hold of the little one’s hand, and led him toward the restroom.

Jessica felt a surge of secret delight and immediately followed toward the restroom.

"Gaia, the little one has gone to the restroom."

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