Ha ha ha ha!

Xiao Yuanche was captivated by his own intelligence.

However, in doing so, wouldn't Miss Rumeng be giving herself away?

He hesitated for a moment, then the man with the mustache began to utter vulgarities and flirt with the girl named Rumeng.

All the onlookers showed expressions of disdain.

Where is this person from? How can they say so many vulgar things?

Finally, the girl named Rumeng couldn't bear it any longer, and two tears streamed down her pretty face. She looked at Xiao Yuanche pitifully and then moved to the side of the man with the mustache.

"Thank you for your kindness, my lord. Rumeng... From now on, I am yours."

Witnessing this scene, Xiao Yuanche felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

No! True love cannot be measured by money. Money can be earned later, but Ru Meng must belong to me!

As for that little mustache... he'll think of another way.

"Five hundred thousand taels!"

Xiao Yuanche finally announced his bottom line.

The attendant beside him nearly fainted.

Spending 100,000 taels of silver to sleep with a girl is at most considered romantic.

Spending 500,000 taels of silver to sleep with a girl is incredibly wasteful. When he gets back, the emperor will probably kill his personal attendant first...

From below the stage, Ru Meng looked over with hazy, almond-shaped eyes.

His eyes were full of gratitude and joy.

The regret that had just welled up in Xiao Yuanche vanished instantly, like a wisp of smoke.

For that fleeting glimpse of beauty, even spending 500,000 taels would be worth it.

Like a defeated rooster, the man with the mustache, his face full of shame and indignation, angrily gathered up the silver notes on the table, stuffed them tightly into his pocket, and pushed through the crowd to leave.

Surrounded by the crowd, Xiao Yuanche was invited into Rumeng's room.

Along the way, praise was heard constantly.

"Young master is truly amazing!"