Chapter 334: Chapter 270 Switch to n’s Clothing_2
Although discontented with him, was there really a need to go this far?
Even though he was the young Master of the Tang Family, the people in the brothel might not recognize him. Using his na to strut in like that was simply ridiculous!
Though Tang Shunyan was a man, he had grown up sowhat naive but understood that this was a place of pleasure for n and where won sold their laughter.
The business was opened by his family for the sake of earning money; nonetheless, he was still a young boy and felt sowhat ashad!
“Tang Shunyan, I look more handso than you in this outfit!”
ng Zhaojun ignored Tang Shunyan’s reproachful gaze, still very self-centered as she spun around on the carriage. Liang Chen was quite worried that the Lady might fall, so he stayed below to catch her.
The mounted guards, seeing that their master had co up with an idea, dismounted, took the reins of their horses, and observed the situation.
As ti passed, they could only silently watch, sowhat speechless at how such a young child could have so many ideas.
They had money but would not go to a place like this; more money could not be earned by visiting here, possibly spending a month or several months’ wages in one go.
It was more likely that for a woman they would end up with their families ruined and themselves destroyed. This pros and cons were known to all decent n.
Could they even dream of the pretty girls here, weighing them in their minds?
Today, sothing strange happened; the brothel could even attract children to co and play, showing no difference from usual.
“ng Zhaojun, why are you stopping? What do you want to do?”
Tang Shunyan’s youthful voice carried a chill; the anger hidden inside him was like he was holding back a red-faced anger in the winter, struggling not to erupt.
Only due to good manners, and because the other party was a little girl, her status, and the fact that she was about to leave kept shouting in his heart, “I’ll endure, endure! Can’t I just bear it until you leave?”
ng Zhaojun, seeing Tang Shunyan’s flushed face, didn’t change her mind, finding the young boy’s blushing quite adorable.
The more the young boy acted this way, the more fun she found it, feeling that such enjoyable days were becoming fewer.
Before leaving her ho this morning, ng Zhaojun had already noticed her parents beginning to pack things up, and it wasn’t just simple packing; it seed they didn’t plan to return here and wanted to liquidate so properties.
For example, the estate she had impulsively bought before hadn’t turned a profit even after half a year; her mother was reluctant to invest more and chose this critical mont to sell it.
The impulsively bought estate didn’t an much to ng Zhaojun; she had only visited it one or two tis, saw that the results weren’t great, and lacked the interest to look further.
Her mother’s actions were also clear to her; after returning to the Capital, their family expenditures would increase. If they didn’t have savings, life in the Capital wouldn’t just be a problem for the family; she herself wouldn’t feel carefree.
Now, as her mother rented out and transferred two shops and the bought estate, this was to ensure they had more money on hand.
Since the ti she had given so money to her mother, and later impulsively bought jewelry, ng Zhaojun actually didn’t have much money left.
Thinking of her return to the Capital, and having to compare herself with the wealthy Ladies there, she felt a headache coming on; money was essential!
Thinking that once in the Capital, there might not be another gullible fool like Tang Shunyan to pay her bills, she felt an urge that today, aside from visiting the brothel, she absolutely had to make the boy bleed money.
In the future, she could only look at the items the boy had given her and rember him through them. This was what the boy owed her!
“Tang Shunyan, you’re a boy. Sooner or later you need to visit this place for a good experience, just a bit earlier than usual. We’re only here for tea, not doing anything else. What are you afraid of? Or are you, at such a young age, having ideas?”
With so many questions from ng Zhaojun, Tang Shunyan was even more unsure about how to answer. Wasn’t he afraid once inside?
Or could it be that he truly had ideas?
This girl’s mind was truly one scene after another.
“young Master, we really shouldn’t go in, or else we’ll get a beating when we return.”
What the little pageboy said wasn’t about the Young Master receiving a beating, but rather himself or the guards.
At this mont, only he dared to speak so, the guards just silently watched, even if it ant a beating, they had to endure, only hoping the young master wouldn’t make it too difficult for them.
“Tang Shunyan… Your Tang Family, heh, do you abuse your servants? Just randomly beat people with a board?”
ng Zhaojun looked at Tang Shunyan scornfully; she was just trying to provoke him with this thod.
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