"Really? You dare to go to a brothel and yet you're afraid that others will know who you are. I want to see who this Mr. Shi is." After saying that, Lianxiang stood up and soon came to An Tingyu and their room.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. Lianxiang would like to apologize to all of you gentlemen." As soon as she entered the room, Lianxiang said a string of polite words, but secretly, she was looking at the people in the room.

Fengyun, she knew that he was the behind-the-scenes boss of a weapons store and also endorsed the piano of Nineteenth Concubine, also known as An Tingyu, and had a close relationship with An Tingyu.

Sitting opposite Fengyun was a handsome man, a stranger whom he had never seen before.

at last……

What should I say?

Wasn't he An Tingyu's bodyguard? When did he become someone else's bodyguard? Was he simply following An Tingyu's orders to protect this Mr. Ten? If that were true, then this Mr. Ten was quite a figure.

After all, she knew very well who An Tingyu was, and anyone who could be associated with her was probably not an ordinary person.

"Miss Lianxiang, you're welcome!" An Tingyu said politely first, and then calmly said: "Miss Lianxiang, in fact, this young master came here today not only to see your beautiful face, but also to return something to Miss Lianxiang."

After saying that, An Tingyu took something out of her bosom and said, "This hairpin is of high quality and workmanship. So I asked the owner of the jewelry store, and he said there is only one such hairpin in the entire Tianmen, and it was bought by Miss Lianxiang. So, Miss Lianxiang, is this yours?"

Hearing this, Lianxiang smiled slightly and said softly: "So the hairpin is with you. It seems that Lianxiang and Mr. Shi are really destined to be together! In fact, Lianxiang lost this hairpin for quite a while. I didn't expect that Mr. Shi would pick it up."

"It's been lost for quite some time? How could such a nice hairpin be lost?" An Tingyu pretended to be surprised, secretly looking at Lianxiang with her eyes.

The temperament of this woman has changed. She is different from Lianxiang three years ago. Lianxiang three years ago seemed gentle and elegant, but the woman in front of him has a strong smell of worldly. But it doesn’t matter. After all, this is a brothel. It is not surprising that a woman who has stayed here for a long time has changed.