First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 170
In an elegant house in the Tianxiang Building on the other side, the chaos was even more extreme at this time.

Qianqian giggled and hid aside, pretending to be annoyed, "What... Mr. Shen is used to making fun of our sisters! It's so annoying!"

Shen Qinghong laughed, and whispered, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, I made a mistake!" As he spoke, he made a real bow to the prostitute, and then took the wine cup and fed it into her mouth. Li, "It turns out that the girl in Tianxianglou is the most pure and pure, the most beautiful!" After speaking, pointing to everyone, "Do you think so?"

The people sitting at the table were all his cronies and friends, who often took money from him on weekdays.

Only one person just came back from Gong's room, and he was a little too drunk. He stood up staggeringly, hiccupped and said, "Brother, you are wrong... If you want to talk about the beauty of the country, the lovesick girl in the Spring Breeze Building She is really a beautiful woman!"

Seeing him slapping Shen Qinghong in the face so openly, the other dudes hurriedly pulled his sleeves to make him shut up, but Shen Qinghong became interested—thinking that he has always boasted that he has countless girls, looking at the whole capital, which one? The girls in the brothel are the most elegant, the most talented, and the most comfortable to serve people. There is nothing he doesn't know, but now he has heard that there is someone who is so beautiful in the world that he has even heard of. Quickly asked, "Who is this lovesick girl? I often go to Chunfenglou, why have I never heard of such a person?"

The man couldn't help but look a little proud, "It's my brother's luck... that day when I was having a drink at the Chunfeng Building, I happened to meet the old bustard training some newly bought girls. My brother took a few glances from a distance. ...that appearance, that figure..." He smacked his lips with endless aftertaste, "The four words 'national beauty and heavenly fragrance' that match my brother just now, I'm afraid it couldn't be more appropriate!"

"Really?" Shen Qinghong raised his eyebrows dubiously, "If Chunfenglou is to have such stunning beauty, would the bustard hide it from others?"

"My brother doesn't know something, and there are indeed some reasons for it—"

The man had only spoken halfway, when Qianqian leaned over half of her body and said softly, "My lord, let's drink—"

"Shut up!" Shen Qinghong was listening attentively, and when he heard the words, he immediately showed an expression of impatience, "Men, why are you interrupting what you are talking about! Just wait!" As he spoke, he pulled her aside, impatiently said, " You keep talking!"

The man smiled while holding the wine glass, and continued what he said before, "This lovesick girl is very hot-tempered... I only watched her for a while, and she has disobeyed her mother several times, and she has been hit several times... Probably just *Teaching must* teach a lot of kung fu."

He paused, but heard Shen Qinghong rubbing his chin and saying, "That's great..." He completely ignored the tears in the eyes of the beauty beside him, looking at him with great resentment.

The man said again, "Besides, with the beauty of the lovesick girl, she is a rare commodity to live in. How can someone like the old bustard be willing to ask her to come out to meet people easily? It will definitely sell for a big price in the future!" He said. Sighing, "Thinking about the Chinese New Year, Bi Bo'er from Baihuaju got 2000 taels overnight, and now this lovesick girl is probably less than 5000 taels... Poor me, I can't be as generous as my brother, and I'm just looking for beauty I'm just sighing."

One sentence fits everyone's minds. For a moment, everyone yearns for this beautiful lovesick girl, and they are also a little curious about whether Shen Qinghong has the ability to make it into his pocket.

But he said that although Shen Qinghong was favored by his parents, he was rarely short of money, but his Shen family was only considered a middle-class family among the famous families in the capital, and he was put together with the young masters raised by those princes who spent money like water. In fact, it is not much better than everyone present here.

As if feeling the scrutiny from the people around him, Shen Qinghong yelled at the table with the strength of his alcohol, "What a mother Wang! When I see you on weekdays, she tells me to patronize her business more, but now she has a good one. To take advantage of others! Look at her playing these double tricks on me!"

When that girl becomes his, who would dare to raise the price with him!

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After another half an hour, everyone in the Chunfeng Building was drunk and their eyes were hazy, and their manners were completely lost.

Xiaoer hurriedly collected the leftovers on the table coldly, made a new table and served them, and then graciously filled the wine cup in front of Yu Zhanyan and others.When it was poured in front of Song Zixun, he didn't know whether it was accidentally bumped by someone next to him, or his own foot slipped, the waiter suddenly staggered, and immediately spilled the whole glass of wine on Song Zixun.

Xiao Er was taken aback, put down the wine cup quickly, and was about to apologize to Song Zixun, when Yu Zhanyan kicked him over, "Are you fucking blind and don't know how to avoid your Grandpa Song? Hmm?!"

The little girl let out a muffled groan in pain, but didn't dare to cry out for pain, so she kept apologizing to Song Zixun with a bitter face.

Song Zixun waved his hands generously, stood up and said, "Everyone, keep drinking, my little brother, go change your clothes and come back." Then he walked out the door.

The little second also hurriedly followed, and said with an apologetic smile, "It was just a little carelessness... I also ask Uncle Song to go to the third floor 'Die Lianhua' with the little one to rest for a while, and the little one will let people go. To buy you a change of clothes—"

"No need." Song Zixun interrupted lightly. Seeing that Chang Wang who was guarding the door had already walked towards him, he ordered, "Go buy some clothes and send them to 'Die Lian Hua' on the third floor."

Changwang looked up at him quickly, answered "Yes" quickly, turned around and went downstairs.

When Xiao Er saw it, he hurriedly said, "Master, do you want to go to 'Die Lian Hua' to rest for a while?" He was going to lead him the way.

Song Zixun glanced at him lightly, "I know the way myself." After saying that, he ignored him and walked upstairs.

When Song Zixun's back finally disappeared at the top of the stairs, the flattering smile on Xiao Er's face suddenly faded away.

He took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, weighed it in his hand, spat on the ground, turned his head and went downstairs humming a little tune as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)