Mrs. Niu, who was about to tease Song Qianning, stopped abruptly when she saw Qin Ye suddenly appear, and was a little slow to react.
Seeing that Madam Niu didn't respond, Qin Ye frowned and asked again.
Finally coming to her senses, Niu Niu glanced at Song Qianning and subconsciously explained, "It's Miss Song's red string. I saw the red string in Miss Song's hand just now and thought it was a gift from Young Master Qin, so I joked..."
When Qin Ye learned about the red string, his expression suddenly darkened, and his stern eyes looked even colder.
Because of Qin Ye's expression, Niu Niangzi's voice became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
At first, Niu Niang thought that the red rope in Song Qianning's hand was given by Qin Ye, so she spoke out as a joke.
But now it seems... things are a little different from what she thought.
Madam Niu was not a tactless person, and her eyes lingered between Song Qianning and Qin Ye.
I vaguely guessed that I might have misunderstood something.
As an outsider, Niu Niu, who sensed something was wrong, couldn't stay any longer and quickly said, "Miss Song, I still have to go find Da Zhuang. You and Mr. Qin can chat first. I won't disturb you."
After she finished speaking, Madam Niu didn't stay for even a second and hurriedly ran in another direction.
After Madam Niu left, only Song Qianning and Qin Ye were left around, and the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.
Ever since he knew the meaning of the red rope, Qin Ye's face became gloomy and his aura was cold. Anyone could tell at a glance that he was in a bad mood.
Before Niu Niang explained, Song Qianning had no idea what this red rope was.
As a result, just as I found out what the red rope was, before I had time to say anything, Qin Ye came.
Noticing Qin Ye's gaze, she pretended to be calm and said, "Mr. Qin."
Qin Ye stared at Song Qianning, glancing at the red string in her hand several times from the corner of his eye. He asked her word by word, "Where did this red string come from?"
“…”
Song Qianning didn't miss Qin Ye's expression when he looked at the red rope, and she felt inexplicably guilty in her heart.
Even she herself didn't know where her guilty conscience came from.
The fish, who is usually carefree and thick-skinned, was rarely embarrassed. He touched his nose with his hand and his eyes wandered around.
I wanted to put the red rope away first, but it seemed a bit inappropriate to put it away in front of Qin Ye.
Song Qianning, her mind in a mess, simply ignored the red string, coughed lightly, and explained to him: "It was given by Su Qianbai."
"Su Qianbai again?" Qin Ye's tone became even worse.
For some reason, Song Qianning finished speaking and subconsciously added: "Tonight when I was working, Su Qianbai suddenly stuffed this red rope into my hand. I didn't want it at all, but before I could return it to him, he ran away."
After the explanation, Song Qianning was stunned for a moment and patted her head with her hand.
Why did she and Qin Ye explain in such detail?
After knowing that the red rope was given by Su Qianbai, Qin Ye sneered, and the coldness on his face became even heavier.
This time, he only glanced at the red rope and then looked away, as if he didn't care.
If his expression wasn't so grim, it might have been more convincing.
Shaking her head, Song Qianning skipped the topic of the red string and asked Qin Ye about his purpose: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"I would like to invite Miss Song to go with me to see a good show."
Hearing Qin Ye's words, Song Qianning's eyes lit up instantly, and her curiosity was aroused: "What's the good show?"
"You'll know soon."
Half an hour later.
In a brothel, there were three figures standing there, they were Qin Ye, Song Qianning, and Chang Qing.
Song Qianning, dressed as a man, stood inside the brothel, looking around, with curiosity in her eyes.
"The good show you mentioned... is in the flower house?"
"Um."
Touching his chin and looking around, as well as the laughing Hua Niang and guests, Song Qianning's gaze involuntarily moved to Qin Ye.
She looked around Qin Ye several times, amazed, and finally reached out and patted his shoulder: "I didn't expect that you, Mr. Qin, would have such a hobby. It really is true that appearance is not the best."
Because of what Song Qianning said, Qin Ye's forehead twitched and he looked at her with a strange look.
"Why are you looking at me?" Song Qianning raised her chin and crossed her arms.
Although she was a woman dressed as a man, she looked quite handsome, very different from usual. Many girls were looking at her.
Taking his eyes off Song Qianning, Qin Ye took her upstairs: "Let's go upstairs first."
The three of them went to the private room upstairs. Song Qianning, who was visiting the brothel for the first time, had a look of great interest on her face.
After arriving at the private room, she looked around and said excitedly, "Master Qin, should we call the girls over next?"
Seeing the curiosity and eagerness on her face, the veins on Qin Ye's forehead jumped again. He took a deep breath and did not answer.
Just when Song Qianning was about to ask again, the brothel's madam came in from outside, twisting her waist, followed by a group of girls.
There are all kinds of women, fat or thin.
Both Qin Ye and Chang Qing are handsome men.
Including Song Qianning, who was dressed as a man, he also looked extremely handsome, looking at the girls with a smile on his face.
When the girls saw the three people dressed up in extraordinary clothes, they were more excited than each other.
A group of girls scrambled forward, trying to catch the eyes of the three men.
Song Qianning was also looking at those girls. When she saw a familiar-looking woman behind her, she raised her eyebrows slightly.
What a coincidence today, I met Song Wanyu every time I came to the brothel.
Because she had seen Qin Ye before, Song Wanyu recognized him the first time she saw him.
Song Wanyu was completely focused on Qin Ye and didn't notice Song Qianning at all.
"Three gentlemen, these are the best girls in our brothel."
The madam held a handkerchief in her hand and had a smile on her powdered face as she introduced the girls behind her to the three men.
Ever since the madam and others came in, Qin Ye had been frowning with no expression on his face.
"We have a lot of girls in our brothel. If you three are not satisfied, I will send you a few more."
Chang Qing, who was standing next to him, stepped forward, took out a silver bag and threw it directly to the madam.
He leaned close to the madam's ear and whispered a few words to her.
After Changqing took out the silver bag, the madam's eyes widened.
Nodding hurriedly to Chang Qing, the madam took out a key and handed it to Chang Qing, saying, "Keep it."
After putting away the silver bag given by Changqing, the madam felt the weight of the silver bag and smiled even wider, her smile as big as a chrysanthemum: "If you need anything, please call me anytime."
After handing the key to Changqing, the madam did not stay long and led the girls out of the private room.
After the madam and the others disappeared, Song Qianning couldn't help but ask, "Master Qin, what exactly is this good show you're talking about?"
"Don't worry, Miss Song."
After speaking to Song Qianning, Qin Ye gave Chang Qing a look.
Changqing nodded and walked towards the painting in the private room.
He took out the key that the madam had just given him and opened the lock behind the painting.
Song Qianning, full of curiosity, was about to ask something when an ambiguous voice came into her ears.
“Hmm…ah…”
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