Guo Furen looked up and saw the stunningly handsome man standing on the second floor, smiling at him. "You, who are you?"
Gu Liyan's lips curled up slightly. "Brother Guo, you really have a bad memory. We were still drinking and chatting happily at your wedding banquet that year, and you've actually forgotten—"
Guo Furen was shocked. The guests he invited to his wedding were all nobles with higher official ranks than himself. Judging from Gu Liyan's stunning beauty, she must be either a member of the royal family or the daughter of a king or nobleman!
Moreover, his ability to enter and leave the second floor of the brothel must mean he is no ordinary person!
He then spoke respectfully, "So it's you, young master. I forgot for a moment, please don't take offense."
"Although Madam Guo has a bit of a temper, she is, after all, your wife who has been with you through many hardships. You must not let her down!" Gu Liyan said with a serious expression.
Guo Furen's expression changed, and he hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, young master is right. I, I'll go back first."
Just as Guo Furen was about to leave, Gu Liyan coldly said, "Stop! You paid the price yourself, so you still have to pay for the drinks!"
Guo Furen was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, nodded, and said, "Yes, yes, yes!"
He then pulled out a stack of silver notes and slunk away.
Seeing Guo Furen run away in fright, Gu Liyan breathed a sigh of relief and retreated to a corner to drink her wine as if nothing had happened.
Lan Ying looked at Gu Liyan thoughtfully, then thought for a moment and said:
"Ladies and gentlemen! Tomorrow, our newly hired seventh dancer, and only male dancer at the Fengchen Restaurant, Gu Liyan, will be hosting the event!"
"Pfft—" Gu Liyan spat out a mouthful of wine, staring at Lan Ying below the stage in shock, choking with anger, "Cough cough cough, what on earth is this guy doing?!"
So... let's all look forward to it!
Lan Ying didn't forget to be cute at the end.
As the crowd dispersed from the restaurant, Gu Liyan stopped Lan Ying directly. "Lan Ying! What are you thinking? Don't you know that my identity as a dancer was just a joke between Master Weng?"
Lan Ying smiled slightly. "A joke? You're mistaken. None of us are joking! Besides, you've been here for so long, so naturally we should let you make your appearance! Logically speaking, tomorrow is indeed your performance day, so it's not too much for me to help promote you, is it?"
"I—" Gu Liyan covered his head, feeling a headache coming on.
I really don't know what to say. The Drunken Old Man had no intention of making her a dancer. I didn't expect Lan Ying to be so bold!
"You really screwed me over!"
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