By rights, Duan Yun didn't queue overnight, so the number he got should be one of the later ones.
But now, in his hand, there was a number that he could use imdiately.
"Now, at this mont?"
Duan Yun looked at the number in his hand and asked.
The Red House Girl responsible for distributing the numbers said, "Of course, at this mont, take your beloved number and go find your sister to play with."
His special treatnt instantly made those who queued with him feel jealous.
Especially because these people had mocked him before, their jealousy grew even more intense.
"What's the big deal, it's just sheer luck, he got a beloved number."
"Exactly, he's a foreigner, got lucky this ti, unlike us who live here and can queue every ti."
"Sigh, daring to offend Lord Hai and still take a beloved number, really."
When ntioning "Lord Hai," the man couldn't help but puff out his chest and made a respectful salute.
The so-called "beloved number" is sothing that the won inside Qinghong Building would issue to a man in the queue they fancy, allowing him to cut the line.
Mostly because they look good.
Even after disguise, Duan Yun was still the good-looking type.
The aning behind these people's latter words is actually a bit of complaining that the Red House Girl dared to issue a number even to soone who offended Lord Hai, but after thinking about it, they didn't dare.
Not to ntion the punishnt for offending Lady Bodhisattva, just the rule of permanently not being able to queue for a number was nearly life-threatening for them.
They relied on queuing and reselling numbers for a living.
Duan Yun originally wanted to forcibly cut the queue and crush them all, but unexpectedly the other side was quite nice and even gave him a beloved number.
With no hesitation, Duan Yun took the beloved number and went into the green and red building amidst envious, jealous, and hateful gazes from those people.
At this mont, at the window on the fourth floor, two won in red stood leaning against the railing, watching all this.
"Sister, he offended Lord Hai, and yet you treated him favorably."
"I think Sister, you just like looking at faces."
The woman in red on the right laughed, "Precisely because he offended Lord Hai, I chose him."
The younger-looking girl beside her was surprised, "Sister, are you dissatisfied with Lord Hai from Fusang?"
The woman in red smiled enigmatically, "How could it be? I would never dare to be dissatisfied with Lord Hai; I intend to punish him severely on behalf of Lord Hai!"
The girl beside her's expression changed, and she whispered, "But Sister, Big Sister said she wants to be Lady Bodhisattva long and enduring, she can't go on like this."
"What do you know, these people, all have offended Lord Hai, what's the problem?"
As she spoke, the woman swayed her hips and walked toward the room.
She hadn't gone full strength in a long ti; today, this little wild hoof made her indulge mundane desires.
...
"Miss Chunhai."
Duan Yun's number had this na.
The madam led the way ahead, grumbling at Duan Yun.
This madam was precisely the one who previously welcod the Fusang people and scolded Duan Yun.
"Who knows if Miss Chun was blinded by lard or sothing, actually issuing a number to a sinner like you."
"Besides a good looking skin, what else do you have?"
From the mont they entered the building, the woman kept muttering, like a eunuch worrying instead of the emperor.
From her expression, she seed eager to crush Duan Yun into pieces for her master.
Duan Yun snapped, "Ma'am, can't you shut up?"
"Shut up? You, a freeloader, dare ask to shut... hmm!"
She wanted to shout but couldn't manage a sound anymore.
Because Duan Yun had pressed a finger against her throat, the madam's eyes almost popped out.
At this point, Duan Yun grabbed her head and said, "Watch carefully, see how I treat your esteed lady and Lord Hai."
The madam was lifted by Duan Yun, comparable to a silent old pigeon.
Chunxue had finished her hair, prepared her tools, ready to give her all.
At this mont, she stood up, looking outside.
The young man was coming up slower than she expected.
So she leisurely rearranged the order of her tools.
Suddenly she looked up and found a silhouette on the door's paper window.
The silhouette obviously belonged to the madam.
"Aunt Li, let him in."
The silhouette shook its head.
Chunxue couldn't help but laugh, "Why, is he shy?"
The next mont, she had to stand up.
The reason being she didn't sense that young man.
He didn't follow her upstairs?
Did she untie her pants for nothing, with nobody coming?
Chunxue quickly opened the door and questioned the madam, "Where is he?"
The next instant, she was startled.
Because the madam didn't answer her question, and her eyes seed troubled.
The madam stared at her, her eyeballs almost appeared to pop out, which was sowhat terrifying.
"Why are you so... hmm!"
Before she finished speaking, the madam gave her a finger.
This finger was quick and fierce, totally beyond her ability to dodge.
Although the madam was just a cheap hire from outside, usually adequate for common Martial Arts people, she wasn't even worth ntioning if confronting a master like her.
Yet, at this mont, Chunxue was hit.
When the fingertip touched her belly, she only felt like thunder struck her, and her whole body floated backwards.
She floated inside the room, and the madam followed, casually closing the door.
At this point, Chunxue realized there was another person behind the madam.
That young handso man!
The young man she intended to go all out for!
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