I admit that what I said was a bit rude, but I definitely didn't mean to hurt him.
However, he immediately put on a tearful expression... As soon as Kong Youci took a look, her maternal brilliance burst out.
"Ziyi."
Kong Youci scolded me in a low voice: "Don't talk like that about the playboy, he also wants to help."
"I..." Okay, I'll endure it. Now that Kong Youci is protecting him, I'm no match for this guy.
"It's okay, Miss Kong, I can just use my strength to help. In fact, Ziyi... is right, I really can't do much; you go to the banquet quickly... don't delay because of me."
Hua Wuxie immediately became magnanimous and honest, as if she had never been wronged.
"If you really want to help, go ask the butler if there is anything he can do for you. Actually, I didn't take you into consideration when I first arranged things because you are a distinguished guest."
Kong Youci smiled softly, a smile that captivated the country and the city, and was so beautiful that it was unparalleled.
Even a girl like me was bewitched by her smile. She is such a beautiful woman, well-educated, and has a good personality. Whoever marries such a woman will be blessed.
If Hua Wuxie marries her, it will be a beautiful thing and I think she will definitely be happy.
Alas, Hua Wuxie, a silly boy, should also fall in love with her? The more I think about it, the more depressed I become... Annoying, annoying.
…
Banquet hall.
Kong Youci and I came to the outside of the hall. Before we entered the hall, we could already hear some wealthy young men talking loudly inside. Everyone was drinking, drinking, and having a great time chatting with each other.
Kong Youci stood at the door and said without optimism: "Actually, I just sent people to invite several famous prostitutes from various brothels... But as expected, they all didn't work!
Those rich men just pretended and didn't spend a penny for disaster relief! I don't know if they are really not interested in beauties. I just want to see money now, do you know what I mean? There is no rice in the granary.
"
"I know." Money, the purpose of the performance is to make them pay.
"Then what song are you going to play?"
“Will the tune work for them?”
With a meaningful smile, I walked into the inner hall grandly.
"Then what are your plans?"
Kong Youci followed my footsteps and walked side by side with me.