Qiu Dayu carefully examined the group and found that Xia Minmin was not among them.

Where exactly is Xia Minmin?

He shook his head: "No, these girls have too much makeup and their clothes are too flashy. They're not innocent enough. Go find some more."

The five girls' excitement vanished instantly; they had thought they had landed a big deal.

This young master has too high standards.

They turned away leisurely, their faces showing displeasure.

Although Lian'er was somewhat displeased, she maintained a faint smile on her face.

“Young master, as I just mentioned, our Drunken Fragrance Pavilion is doing so well that we only have a few left. If you want someone pure and innocent…” Lian’er thought for a moment, “I can have that too.”

After saying that, she swayed her slender waist and went back to her room to wash up, change clothes, and get ready again.

As Qiu Dayu watched Lian'er's departing figure, he pondered to himself, "Where exactly is Xia Minmin?"

He had no interest in appreciating any innocent beauties.

Looking up at Zhou Bin, who was drunk, Qiu Dayu thought the man in front of him was much more interesting than the beauty.

Zhou Bin was internally frantic and was losing control.

Unfortunately, Qing'er was always by his side, provoking him with her body language.

He constantly thought about leaving, but... he didn't want to leave.

At that moment, a series of crackling sounds and the arguing of two women reached Qiu Dayu's ears from a certain room.

"Stop, girl, why are you running?"

"You woman, you've disguised yourself very well, but I never imagined this place would be like this. I won't stand for it."

"If you disagree, then forget it. Stop right there and let me explain. We're short of a maid here. Oh, right, our girls also need maids."

Zhou Bin couldn't hear the arguing inside the room; he was focused on controlling himself.

Qiu Dayu listened intently to the arguing coming from inside the room.

One of the voices was that of a middle-aged woman, while the other sounded familiar to him.

Just as I was about to examine him more closely, I noticed something unusual about Zhou Bin.

At this moment, Zhou Bin clenched his fists, his face flushed, and his body trembled slightly.

"Brother Zhou, what's wrong with you?" You've gotten like this after just one drink? It can't be that serious, can it?

He quickly realized that something was wrong with Zhou Bin.

This… Qiu Dayu stared blankly at the wine glass in front of him. These two girls were setting a trap for them.

He was secretly relieved that he had only drunk tea.

Zhou Bin was in unbearable pain; his breathing was trembling.

"Qiu Dayu, let's...go."

He tried his best to suppress his voice, and Qiu Dayu nodded quickly. He glanced at Qing'er with displeasure and said, "Your business is not fair. I'll settle accounts with you later."

If Zhou Bin doesn't leave now, the girl in front of him will take advantage of him completely.

He stepped forward, helped Zhou Bin up, and prepared to leave.

"Young Master, what happened to us?" Qing'er asked innocently.

She's not usually like this, but the man in front of her is just too adorable, and she can't help wanting to be with him...

She didn't want Qiu Dayu to take Zhou Bin away.

She stood up, took Zhou Bin's large hand, placed one hand on his warm waist, and gently stroked it.

"Young master, don't go! We haven't gotten to our important business yet."

She then pressed herself against him, saying, "Come back to your room with me, and I will serve you well."

Seeing this, Qiu Dayu quickly pulled Zhou Bin aside and prepared to go downstairs.

As he went downstairs, he glanced through the crack in the door at the room where the argument was taking place, and then released Zhou Bin.