On the second day, Jiang Muyu ran into Xiahou Yan in the lobby of the inn.

"What a coincidence, isn't it? Brother Jiang also lives here?" Xiahou Yan sat down opposite her without asking.

"Also?" Jiang Muyu raised an eyebrow. "That's indeed quite a coincidence, but I don't know if this coincidence is an accident or man-made."

"What are you talking about, little brother Jiang? This is purely a fate between us." Xiahou Yan called the waiter and said, "Send the food I just ordered to this table."

"Yes." The waiter stepped back.

Jiang Muyu frowned: "Xiahou Yan, you are too familiar with me. We just met yesterday. I don't think we can sit at the same table and eat."

Xiahou Yan smiled, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, sighed, and said, "This tea is good, you should try it too."

He seemed not to have heard what she had just said.

Jiang Muyu only cursed in his heart: "You're sick!", but didn't show it on his face. He also poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

Neither of them said anything else, and the atmosphere didn't seem awkward at all.

Soon, the waiter brought the breakfast to the table one after another. He ordered a lot, and ordered all the dishes suitable for breakfast in the inn.

Jiang Muyu was dumbfounded: "Can you finish all this?"

"I can't finish it, just one bite of each is enough."

"It's war time now, isn't it a bit excessive for you to be so extravagant and wasteful?"

"What does war have to do with me?" Xiahou Yan shrugged nonchalantly, "It's not like I didn't pay for ordering so much food."

Sure enough, he is still the same Zhao Yan of the past. Although his appearance has changed, he is still as selfish and self-righteous as before.

Jiang Muyu resisted the urge to get up and leave, and just focused on eating the breakfast he ordered.

Soon, she was full. Xiahou Yan saw her stand up, put down his chopsticks and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I have my own things to do. Why? Do I need to report to you?"

"It's not a problem to report it." Xiahou Yan walked over with a smile and stood in front of her: "Do you need silver? How about this, you accompany me for a day and I will give you two hundred taels of silver, how about it?"

There is actually such a good thing? Jiang Muyu didn't know whether to say that he was stupid and rich.

"Can."

He raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting her to agree so readily: "Are you agreeing now?"

"What a joke! Any hesitation would be disrespectful to the money."

"Uh..." Xiahou Yan was speechless, and suddenly lost interest. He waved his hand: "Right now, accompany me to the lake."

Jiang Muyu didn't move immediately, but looked at the food on the table, some of which were only slightly touched, and some were not touched at all, and asked him: "Are you full?"

"Um."

“Do you want more of this food?”

"don't want."

"Can you give it to me?"

"If you need it, of course."

Jiang Muyu asked Yunyan to pack up the food and take it out to distribute to the refugees and beggars on the street.

Xiahou Yan looked at her and suddenly smiled: "Brother Jiang really has a kind heart."

"But I just can't bear to see the food being wasted, so I'd rather give it to people who really need it."

"Oh? Why do I sense some resentment in your words?"

Jiang Muyu rolled his eyes in an indecent manner and said without hiding anything: "It's obvious."

She was so disrespectful that the maids around Xiahou Yan frowned, but he was not annoyed and laughed out loud.

"I just like Brother Jiang's straightforwardness."

Jiang Muyu glanced at him and said, "Don't call me Brother Jiang. I am now 27 years old. May I ask how old you are?"

Xiahou Yan was stunned for a moment, and said truthfully: "I am already over thirty years old. If you don't like me calling you Brother Jiang, how about I call you Brother Jiang Xian from now on?"

Jiang Muyu always dressed as a man now, so it was inappropriate for him to call her Miss or Madam. He was silent for a moment and just said, "It's up to you."

"Then, Brother Jiang Xian, can you accompany me to go boating on the lake now?"

Jiang Muyu said, "You said that if I accompany you for a day, you will give me two hundred taels of silver. To prevent you from defaulting on the debt, can you give me a deposit of one hundred taels first?"

The maid next to him was not happy: "Give half of the deposit directly? Where in the world is there such a transaction?"

Jiang Muyu blinked innocently: "But, don't you have to give it to me sooner or later? Are you afraid that I will run away halfway?"

Xiahou Yan smiled and said, "Brother Jiang Xian is right. Here you go."

He glanced at the maid beside him, and she took out a hundred taels of silver from her pocket and gave it to her.

After Jiang Muyu accepted it, she went out with him contentedly.

Xiahou Yan took her to the largest natural lake in the city, which was considered a commercial area. Houses were built around the lake, and in addition to pawnshops, wine houses, and restaurants, there were also various Qin and Chu mansions. There were pleasure boats on the lake, and the music and laughter coming from them spread across the lake, making it extremely lively.

"I didn't expect there is such a place in this city." It was Jiang Muyu's first time riding on a pleasure boat and he found it very novel.

The last time she came, she just checked out the shops and didn't take a good look around.

Xiahou Yan called a group of dancers over, and the young girls with graceful figures stood in a row.

Jiang Muyu thought he wanted to watch the dance and that he only needed to watch from the sidelines, but he suddenly turned around and asked, "Brother Jiang Xian, can you play music?"

She subconsciously wanted to say no, but when she met Xiahou Yan's interested eyes, the words of rejection on her lips turned into: "I know a little bit."

"Oh?" Xiahou Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "There is no one else here, so why don't you take off your men's clothes, show your true face, and play a song for me."

Jiang Muyu frowned: "Remove makeup? Why do you need to remove makeup?"

"Because... you took my money." He slowly picked up a wine glass from the table, held it in front of her, and gently pinched it with two fingers. The transparent glass wine glass shattered right in front of her eyes.

He looked at Jiang Muyu with a smile, his eyes were light and threatening.

Jiang Muyu swallowed his saliva and stood up: "I'll take it off."

She followed the maid to the backstage, and someone immediately brought her a red dress. She picked it up and saw that the gauze material, even with several layers, still gave people a hazy feeling.

This is clearly the clothes worn by prostitutes in brothels!

She spat in her heart and cursed secretly: Tui! How can a bastard want to go to heaven?

She could curse as much as she wanted, but she knew very well that one cannot catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. Moreover, now facing a pervert like Xiahou Yan, if she wanted to retire successfully, she had to obey him first.

Jiang Muyu not only changed into this dress, but also put on some makeup with the rouge and powder used by dancers, painted a red flower of the other shore between her eyebrows with cinnabar, and covered her face with a red veil, leaving her face half exposed. Her beautiful eyes were full of hope and were particularly attractive.

When she was brought out by the maid, Xiahou Yan's eyes widened and he clapped his hands repeatedly, saying, "Miss Jiang is indeed stunningly beautiful."

Jiang Muyu walked forward with a smile and an elegant manner, but the words he said were still rude: "You can't even see the whole face but you can still praise people to the sky, Brother Xiahou is really my fan."