There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 1230 Returning to Xianlefang (5)
"Yes, there is another brother who is older than me."

"Do you have a sister?"

"I wish I had a younger sister, but what a pity."

Seeing that she couldn't get what she wanted, Mama suddenly felt melancholy.Soon, a smiling face bloomed again, with a wretched smile, "Xianle will be on stage soon, after her performance, you can bid for Xianle to accompany you, now, you might as well take a look at the other girls in our workshop Let her girls go and call out all the girls for the young master to choose."

The bustard hinted to Yang Churuo that if she wanted Xianle to accompany her guests, it was fine, as long as the price was higher.

Yang Churuo waved his hand, shook his head, and pointed to an elderly brothel prostitute in the corner who had no one to patronize, "I want her, and I don't want anyone else."

The bustard almost thought that she heard it wrong, and looked in Yang Churuo's direction, but saw the person in the corner, wasn't it Lanhua?

How could this son find her?She is getting old, and the guests of Xianlefang almost don't order her. Unless there are some customers with some special hobbies, other girls are not willing to accept them, so they will come to her.

Luo Feng took a 1000 tael bank note from his pocket and handed it to Mama Bustard, Mama Bustaw almost stared straight at her.

1000 taels...1000 taels...there is actually a whole 1000 taels of silver...God...God...

Buying ten peach blossoms is enough, this is too generous.

The bustard didn't dare to say anything more, so she quickly agreed, she didn't want the duck with its mouth to fly away, so she quickly called Lanhua over, and arranged for Yang Churuo the most luxurious and eye-catching private seat.

Lanhua is 27 years old this year. Due to receiving customers all the year round, her energy is seriously depleted. It looks like she is 35 or [-] years old. In addition, she is not very good-looking, and she is not very good at teasing customers. Therefore, her business Has been bad.

In the past few years, no customers even want to order her again.

If no one clicked on her, she would naturally have no business, and without business, her attire would not be much better.

If it weren't for her heavy makeup, people who don't know, don't know at all, she would be a prostitute here to pick up customers.

Lan Hua stepped forward anxiously, she didn't understand why someone would offer her 1000 taels of silver to compensate her, even if it was an oiran, it wasn't worth 1000 taels of silver.

"Slave Lan Hua, I've seen you, Young Master." Lan Hua saluted, her voice trembling slightly, wondering if she thought of something evil again.

Yang Churuo looked at the cautious orchid, feeling a little sour in her heart.

I remember back then, when she chose Xianlefang to sell herself as a prostitute, Chunhua and other prostitutes looked down on her and made things difficult for her. Only her, Lanhua, was willing to help her. If it wasn't for Lanhua, she might not be able to enter Xianlefang.

If you can't enter Xianlefang, you can't get to today.

Three years...just three short years...she has become so haggard...the wrinkles under her eyes are something she can't hide no matter what.

"Get up." Yang Churuo's clear and sweet voice made Lanhua feel refreshed. She hadn't heard such a nice voice in a long time.

In this voice, there was no desire, no contempt, no disdain, no superiority, it was like a friend talking to a friend normally.

"Thank you, sir." Lan Hua saluted again, then stood up, and looked up at the owner who had ordered her sign. Seeing this, Lan Hua staggered a few steps, and exclaimed, "Xianle."

Yang Churuo smiled brightly and naturally, freely and freely, "Do I look so much like Xianle? Since I came in, several people have already regarded me as Xianle."

(End of this chapter)