"Young master, please speak up... You must be looking for a girl or a waiter when you come to our Yihong Courtyard, right?" The old bustard saw Zhishan standing in front, and his pair of deep black eyes just looked around slowly.
He looked around but said nothing. He couldn't help but urged him with a smile on his face: "Isn't this young man coming to our Yihong Courtyard just to have tea and drink and see the decoration?"
"I'm looking for the boss of your Yihongyuan." Zhishan looked away, looked at the madam, and said in a cold and low voice.
"Uh... this..." The madam was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "I am the madam of Yihongyuan, what do you want from me?"
"I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for your boss." Zhishan glanced at her lightly, his eyes cold.
"Has this... Young Master ever made an appointment with our boss??" The old madam was glanced at by Zhishan's cold eyes, and the smile on her face suddenly froze, and she said sarcastically to him.
"Tell him this and tell him that the owner of this letter wants to see him." Zhishan elegantly took out a brown envelope from his sleeves and handed it to the old bustard.
"This..." The old bustard lowered his head and looked at the envelope in his hand. It was made of very ordinary kraft paper. There was not a single word written on it, and it felt light in his hand... But looking at the background of this young man, he seemed to be quite big.
Looks like... She might as well go for a run...
"Master, please go to the upper room to rest first. I will take the letter to our boss. Master, please wait a moment." The old bustard turned around and made a gesture to the two girls who were following him, and then said respectfully.
He bowed toward the supreme goodness, truth, and beauty, and then withdrew.
"Young gentlemen, please come with me..." The two girls named Yuying and Jiaoque learned well this time and stood not far or near from the Supreme Good and made a respectful gesture towards him.
He bowed his head, and then led the way, leading them all the way to the yard behind Yihongyuan.
Hua Weiluo looked at Yihongyuan curiously as she walked.
In front is the lobby, which is quite lively with people coming and going. Girls like flowers are passing by in the lobby, their clothes are elegant and their fragrance is ethereal. The bustling guests are either talking and laughing, or teasing the little girls, it is very lively.
Passing through the lobby and walking inward, there are various rooms and gardens. Each room is brightly lit, and bursts of laughter can be heard from time to time, sometimes mixed with breaths that make people blush and heartbeat, which makes people listen.
I couldn't help but feel numb all over.
Hua Weiluo's eyes suddenly lit up. This was a live reality show. If there were not two girls leading the way and all the junior brothers following beside her, she really wanted to use Qing Gong to jump up to the rafter and observe carefully.
observe.
"Senior sister...the look in your eyes..."
So wretched...
The three words "Zhimei" were about to escape his mouth, but he stopped at the critical moment and finally swallowed those three words in his stomach. He didn't want to be fucked by the senior sister again in Yihong Courtyard.
once.
"What's wrong with my eyes??" Hua Weiluo was interrupted by Zhimei's voice. She quickly reached out to wipe the saliva from the corner of her mouth, turned her head and looked at him seriously.
"It's nothing..." Zhimei lowered her head angrily, and praised her very much against her will: "Sister, your eyes... are so clear..."
