Hearing Han Shuang's straightforwardness, Mo Lan stopped and looked her up and down. She could accept this kind of brotherly affection because of her different experiences. But Han Shuang's acceptance was truly admirable.
"Wow, I didn't expect Frostfire to be so trendy!"
"It's just a personal hobby, and it doesn't bother anyone else."
Because of Hua Fengyu's matter, Mo Lan and Han Shuang returned directly to the escort agency by the same route.
The moment she stepped through the gate, Mo Lan couldn't help but look back. The street was still bustling with people, and nothing seemed different.
Perhaps the impact of that young man, Hua Fengyu, was too great, causing her to have a misconception.
"What's wrong?"
Han Shuang looked at her boss, who had a troubled expression, and followed her gaze to look outside. There was nothing there except people.
"It's nothing, I just need to rest a bit. You should go and get some rest."
Mo Lan patted her chest, silently exhaled, and turned back to her room. For some reason, she suddenly felt the burden on her shoulders was even heavier.
Thinking of her father in the village, who was eagerly awaiting her return, Mo Lan raised her hand and rubbed her cheek. How could she persuade her father?
The only son is gay, and he might even have to marry someone from far away. How much resilience does it take to accept this reality?
Mo Lan rubbed her forehead. "Old man, hang in there."
At this moment, Qin Su and his two servants stood at the second-floor window of the teahouse, watching Mo Lan and the other person turn into the Weilong Escort Agency. Tingyu glanced at Wufeng and couldn't help but be surprised.
"Young Master, was that Miss Mo Lan who just passed by? I never would have guessed that the Mighty Dragon Escort Agency, which has risen to fame in the last two years, was actually run by Miss Mo Lan. It's really hard to believe."
Tingyu waved her folding fan, her face full of sighs. They had only investigated Miss Molan when they first met her, and then their master forbade them to investigate any further. They never expected that in just two years, Miss Molan would have such a grand scale of influence.
Are knockoffs these days really this good?
Thinking of this, Tingyu coughed, "Master, why don't we check on Miss Molan's current situation again?"
Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Even if the young master has other ideas, you can still handle things with ease, right?
Investigate her?
I'm afraid those who go there won't come back alive.
"No need, just don't provoke her." Qin Su withdrew his gaze, turned and went downstairs. "Back to the inn, after seeing Jiang Mian tomorrow, go straight back to Liangjing."
"yes,"
Tingyu glanced at Wufeng, then helplessly shook his folding fan. His master probably had his eye on that girl, but he just didn't know it.
The next morning, Mo Lan got up early. She had tossed and turned all night and only managed to doze off for a while in the middle of the night.
"Good morning, Lan'er," Hua Fengyu said gently as he served Mo Lan a bowl of porridge while she yawned. "You didn't sleep well last night."
"Um,"
Mo Lan calmly observed the young man before her, noticing his radiant expression, and wondered if this was what a man in love was like.
"Have some porridge to warm your stomach first, then go back to sleep for a while," Hua Fengyu said softly, oblivious to Mo Lan's scrutiny.
"No need, I have to go out in a bit." Mo Lan took a sip of porridge and then pinched a steamed bun in her hand. "Oh, by the way, didn't Karen enter the pass? Where is she? Did she leave?"
"No, he's staying at an inn." Upon hearing Karen's name, Hua Fengyu's expression showed a moment of embarrassment.
In the past, Mo Lan might not have cared, but after last night, this subtle change could not escape her notice.
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