Leng Huaqing didn't immediately understand the meaning behind Hua Rong's words.
Once he came to his senses, his long-dormant heart stirred slightly.
Hua Rong's voice is not warm; it's cold.
But it was like a gentle, warm current flowing into her heart.
She lowered her head, her voice low and soft: "It's nothing, no need to offend Young Master's ears."
Seemingly worried that Hua Rong would ask again, Leng Huaqing added, "Huaqing has a request, and I hope young master will grant it."
Hua Rong stood up and smoothed her hair with her hands.
"You want your silly younger brother to stay in the Marshal's Mansion?"
Although the Marshal's Mansion has strict rules... well, a marshal who comes from a bandit's den is probably an exception.
No matter how bad the Marshal's Mansion was, it was truly safe for ordinary people like Leng Huaqing.
Especially with him protecting her.
"Yes." Leng Huaqing blushed slightly.
How could I not know what my own cooking tastes like?
Their advantage lies in their knowledge of Western cuisine, which they can use to their advantage.
They demanded ten yuan of wages from Hua Rong, and now they're pushing their luck.
Of course, if Leng Huaqing knew that Hua Rong had not only eaten Western food, but was also a culinary master.
They might feel even more ashamed.
"Sure, but how about this: you come with me to the Paramount Ballroom tonight. Besides cooking, you only need to take care of me."
Paramount!
Leng Huaqing was taken aback and fell silent.
She looked at Hua Rong with suspicion. It was hard not to misunderstand what Hua Rong meant.
Upon seeing Leng Huaqing's expression, Hua Rong suddenly felt like teasing him.
Although Leng Huaqing was three years older than her, he was not tall.
He lowered his head and brought his face close to hers, his smile gentle and his eyes sparkling.
"Is Sister Huaqing unwilling to serve me?"
Hua Rong's sound quality is superb, a boon for voice enthusiasts.
Nowadays, deliberately using the word "serve" in a tender and affectionate way naturally exudes a flamboyant charm.
Perhaps the idea that Hua Rong is a good young man is too deeply ingrained in people's minds.
Leng Huaqing, who hated playboys more than anything in his life, felt no disgust for Hua Rong at this moment.
His breath even made his face slightly warm.
Taking a step back allows the brain to receive the oxygen it was deprived of.
She also realized that Hua Rong was just playing with her.
He should have been angry, but because it was Hua Rong, he couldn't get angry.
She sighed and said in a low voice, "Hua Qing is afraid of causing trouble for the young master."
"What's there to be afraid of? I'm not afraid at all."
Hua Rong stood up straight, her suit jacket fitting her perfectly.
Standing tall and elegant in the warm sunshine, he exuded the air of a distinguished family.
Compared to Marshal Fang's bandit-like demeanor, Hua Rong was truly a noble young master raised in gold and jade.
Hua Rong turned around, preparing for their evening outing: "Besides, you'll definitely be a big help."
Upon hearing this, Leng Huaqing suddenly trembled all over.
She looked at Hua Rong with disbelief.
For a brief moment, she felt as if her entire being had been seen through.
But……
Leng Huaqing smiled. He was the young master.
Even if you see through it, so what?
Hua Rong watched from the second floor as Leng Huaqing laughed happily downstairs.
He stroked his chin, thinking, "So the original owner's Mary Sue aura has surpassed the female lead's Mary Sue aura?"
Then, recalling that the original owner of this body lived to be 100 years old, Hua Rong suddenly felt that he might be the real protagonist!
That evening, after greeting Commander Fang, Zhen*ZhuJi*Rong led a group of soldiers and Leng Huaqing to the Paramount Ballroom by car.
While it's an exaggeration to say that the entire Guangbei region was Fang Shikai's territory,
But in this area, everyone has to give Fang Shikai face, that's for sure.
As a result, the original owner enjoyed considerable convenience from childhood to adulthood.
As long as he gives his name, every faction has to give way to him.
However, in recent years, a Paramount Ballroom has appeared in the Guangbei area. Paramount Ballroom is a place for seeking pleasure.
The young noblemen of Guangbei all like to watch song and dance performances here.
The girls inside were also exceptional in both singing and dancing, and one of them, Ren Yuan, was a socialite famous in later generations.
It was only upon arriving at the Paramount Ballroom that Leng Huaqing remembered this matter.
It seems that Ren Yuan is not only a star of this era.
And he's having an affair with Hua Rong!
Of course, this is just a historical rumor, and the specific truth remains unknown.
The reason she remembered Ren Yuan was not because of her scandalous affair with Hua Rong.
Rather, it was her tragic and beautiful life.
She committed suicide.
As you approach the Paramount Ballroom, the sounds of singing and dancing fill your ears.
Leng Huaqing looked up at the signboard of the Paramount Ballroom and remained silent for a long time.
A line suddenly came to mind: "The courtesan, oblivious to the sorrow of a fallen nation, still sings 'The Flowers of the Rear Courtyard' across the river."
At that moment, Leng Huaqing thought of Sixiang's family, who were still struggling to survive.
His family, including Uncle Sixiang, would go out early every morning to pull a rickshaw and wouldn't return home until 10 p.m.
I ate breakfast at home, and it wasn't very good—just a few bowls of congee and a few slices of meat.
I would bring two steamed buns with a slice or two of meat inside, and that would be my simple lunch.
However, all day long, they have to do physical labor.
Sixiang's wife, on the other hand, stayed at home washing clothes for others.
The couple has a daughter who is still in high school.
In this era, their small family of three is just an ordinary one.
Life was tough, but I was content.
And there are many people even more unfortunate than them.
They had no choice but to sell their sons and daughters just to survive.
And she, coming from the future, knew even better that this was not yet the most difficult or painful time.
She, who was known for her selfishness, actually felt a pang of sadness at this moment.
In front of the Paramount Ballroom, she glanced around and saw nothing but luxury cars and beautiful women.
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