I had just sat down in the private room on the second floor.
Before I could even get comfortable in my chair, an uninvited guest knocked on the door.
Fang Yuan received Hua Rong's look and went to the door to open it.
"Young Master Fang, are you planning to commit adultery?"
Hua Rong listened to these lewd words without expression.
The man was dressed in a suit, his hair was slicked back and shiny, and his leather shoes were gleaming.
Hua Rong squinted at him for a while and noticed that the other person's suit was not as expensive as his, so his expression improved.
"I don't like hearing what you're saying, Young Master Yu. I'm just keeping myself pure and upright."
Young Master Yu Guangjie is eighteen years old this year.
Compared to his father, Boss Yu, who was adept at accumulating wealth, he was far inferior.
Aside from not smoking opium, it seems there are no other advantages to eating, drinking, and having fun.
Yu Guangjie casually sat opposite Hua Rong, teasing him as if the two were very familiar with each other: "Alright, alright, it's my fault. I'll drink a drink to apologize to Young Master Fang."
Seeing this, Hua Rong poured himself a glass of wine and placed it in front of him. He smiled at Guang Jie and said, "It's not about blaming Young Master Yu. Come, let's drink this together and let bygones be bygones."
Seeing Hua Rong's expression, Yu Guangjie became somewhat puzzled.
In fact, Yu Guangjie and Hua Rong were not familiar with each other.
However, Hua Rong and his younger brother Yu Guangche were in the same class.
The two had never gotten along well. In Yu Guangche's words, Hua Rong was a flirtatious playboy.
Moreover, they were extremely arrogant and didn't take people from merchant families seriously at all.
He did whatever he wanted because of his father, the warlord.
In short, he is not someone easy to get along with.
Yu Guangjie was three years older than Yu Guangche, so he naturally understood better what Fang Dashuai's status in Guangbei represented.
So he had been looking for an opportunity to have a proper talk with Hua Rong, as a way of apologizing on behalf of Yu Guangche.
Regardless of Hua Rong's personality, his father being Fang Shikai meant that they were destined to be inferior to him and had to flatter him in everything they said.
Otherwise, if Fang Dashuai put pressure on the Yu family behind their backs, their entire business would probably be ruined.
Over the years, Yu Guangjie has become involved in the family business and is very familiar with these unspoken rules.
Seeing Hua Rong's reaction, Yu Guangjie realized that Yu Guangche must have been prejudiced against Hua Rong to say such a thing.
The spoiled son of the warlord Fang is no match for a young master Fang who acts with such maturity.
The military strength of Guangbei was among the best in the entire country.
If something were to happen to Commander Fang, these troops would most likely fall into the hands of this boy who is not even 15 years old.
It's much easier to build a good relationship with him now than later.
Thinking of this, Yu Guangjie's smile became even more genuine.
"Young Master Fang is indeed worthy of being the son of Marshal Fang."
Upon hearing this, Hua Rong put down her wine glass and rolled her eyes.
"Don't say that. If I weren't sure I was my biological father's son, I would have thought he had snatched me from somewhere."
"Look at how he looks. How does he resemble me? I bet he just stole me because I was so cute when I was little."
Yu Guangjie: (òó)
I can tell from the look in his eyes, he must be my own son!
Yu Guangjie was a little unsure how to respond, so he quickly pointed to the dancers performing on the stage downstairs and said:
"Young Master Fang, that's Little Butterfly, the hottest singer at the Paramount Ballroom right now. Would you like her to come up and have a couple of drinks with you?"
Hua Rong looked in the direction he pointed and saw a girl who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed provocatively and wearing heavy makeup, standing on the stage singing.
It has to be said, if it weren't for the terrifying makeup on her face...
Hua Rong also felt that this song was of the standard of a top-tier singer.
Yu Guangjie was very good at reading people's expressions. Seeing that Hua Rong's expression was not good, he wanted to change the subject.
But to everyone's surprise, Hua Rong nodded and pointed at Xiao Hudie, saying, "Tell her to wash off her makeup, change into a cheongsam, and then come back."
Upon hearing that there was hope, Yu Guangjie quickly gave a wink to his entourage behind him.
The attendant immediately went to handle the matter.
Leng Huaqing, who was standing behind Hua Rong, also saw the little butterfly.
She was thinking, what if she hadn't escaped that day?
I'm afraid I've become just like the little butterfly.
She does not discriminate against people who live this kind of life.
In this chaotic world, no one is having a good time.
Perhaps they have better options, but making money so easily is something else entirely.
If they can live a decent life as they see it, why should they give themselves other options?
Everyone has different ideas. Leng Huaqing is not a saint and will not expect everyone to do things according to her ideas.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with Hua Rong having Xiao Hudie accompany her for drinks.
This is Little Butterfly's duty, while Hua Rong is the guest.
Even in modern times, no one dares to stand on the moral high ground and say anything about him.
Besides... Hua Rong is handsome, so Little Butterfly might even be happy about it.
Leng Huaqing now looks at Hua Rong as if he were looking at his own younger brother.
Seeing that my younger brother has finally figured things out, I felt a bittersweet feeling, like a brother finally growing up.
Of course, she wouldn't voice her thoughts.
If anyone knew she treated the young master of the master's household like a younger brother, they'd probably say she was a toad trying to become a swan's sister.
A little while later, the little butterfly came up.
"Greetings to Young Master Fang and Young Master Yu."
Hua Rong looked up and found that Xiao Butterfly's face looked even more delicate and supple after removing her makeup.
Although she wasn't a stunning beauty, she was still a well-behaved and pretty girl.
What's remarkable is that she has developed exceptionally well in one area.
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