She smiled politely and said, "Please lead the way."
The madam hesitated a little and looked at her a few more times, "Did the young master follow his elder brother out secretly?"
Aorong nodded generously, "Well, he was playing alone and refused to take me with him, so I had to follow him secretly."
This kind of calmness made the old madam very fond of him, "It's not a good idea to go there directly. How about I call two girls to accompany you and let you enjoy the meat?"
He said joking words with a lewd smile on his face
Qingcang, who was dressed in black, had a serious face. He glared at her and ordered harshly, "What nonsense are you talking about? We want the room next to him."
He has the urge to kill. What did this old woman say?
The madam was stunned, where did this person come from? Why didn't he see him just now? Did these two people come together? "Master, I'm afraid this is not very convenient..."
Qingcang took out a banknote and threw it into her arms, "Is it convenient?"
She opened it and took a look, her eyes glowing. She didn't care at all about his cold and arrogant attitude. She waved the banknote in her hand and nodded cheerfully, "It's convenient and convenient. As long as you have this, everything is convenient."
The two of them followed the madam all the way to the second floor and made several turns.
The decoration of Baihua Building is very elegant and sophisticated, not vulgar.
Aorong estimates that this is a high-end brothel, and the people who come and go are all young men and rich people.
The two of them were led into a room. The old madam smiled like a flower and said, "Take a moment, Mr. Fang is in the room on the left. I wonder what girl you two want?"
Qingcang's face was gloomy and he said firmly, "No, don't come in unless you have nothing to do."
The madam didn't get angry even if she was hit with a problem. She was used to seeing all kinds of people, but she had never seen such a noble and impressive person. She knew she was not an ordinary person.
After serving several exquisite dishes and pouring wine, she left in a sensible manner.
As soon as she left, Aorong bounced up and pressed against the wall, his ears perked up, his face full of curiosity.
Qingcang followed helplessly.
Both of them are martial arts practitioners, so they can naturally hear the movement on the other side of the wall clearly.
The melodious sound of the piano came from the other end, sweet and clear
Just one song, crisp applause rang out, "Miss Qingqing's piano skills are getting better and better."
This voice does not belong to Fang Ming, but it is also very familiar. It is Liu Jiyuan! Why is he here too?