"Welcome." A sweet voice sounded.
Following this voice, a beautiful woman in her twenties appeared at the door.
Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned. This girl was quite good-looking: an oval face, big eyes, and a well-proportioned figure with curvaceous curves. She was wearing a tight, stretchy wool skirt that perfectly showcased her slender waist and curves. The skirt was bright red, and the turtleneck made her neck appear even longer. Over it, she wore a white lace blazer, which somewhat suppressed the girl's flamboyant features.
It was freezing cold, and although Zhou Yuanyuan wasn't cold, she followed the trend by wearing a woolen coat. This girl's long legs were exposed, and her skirt hit just above the knee. In Kyoto winter, most people would wear such a skirt with tight, flesh-colored wool pants and a pair of high boots. But this girl, below the knee, showed a pair of straight, tight calves, and against the bright red hem of her skirt, her skin looked as white as jade. Hiss! Isn't she cold?
Is this the bar's receptionist? Why did Zhou Yuanyuan feel like she'd entered a brothel? Zhou Yuanyuan was a little stunned. Finally unable to suppress her suspicion, Zhou Yuanyuan took two steps back and looked at the words on the door frame.
Yes, it was a bar. The words "Qingxin Bar" flashed on the door frame!
Isn't a bar a place for drinking? Why did they send such a strange woman to greet guests? It's so cold, and she's not even wearing socks. Isn't she cold?
"Master, she's not afraid of the cold! Please pay attention, pay more attention," Xiaoyu reminded Zhou Yuanyuan. Ever since Zhou Yuanyuan entered the Golden Core stage, Xiaoyu wouldn't immediately answer anything unusual she saw, but instead reminded her to identify the problem. Indeed, under Xiaoyu's "unique" guidance, Zhou Yuanyuan had made significant progress.
Zhou Yuanyuan stared at the woman again and again. Aside from noticing that her clothes were from her mother, Zhao Yunxiang's brand, "Yunyun," she didn't notice anything special. No, since when did even bartenders wear Yunyun? Zhou Yuanyuan frowned.
Zhao Yunxiang's "Yunyun" clothing line has always been mid- to high-end. After more than six years of operation, a single piece of Yunyun clothing in Jingcheng costs more than two months' wages for an average worker. Zhou Yuanyuan estimated that the outfit the woman was wearing must have cost at least 400 yuan. Not to mention the pair of white sheepskin high heels she was wearing, which were from another high-end brand.
Xiaoyu finally explained to Zhou Yuanyuan: "Master, smell it carefully. This is a golden-haired rat. She has a faint rat smell."
What? A golden-haired rat? Zhou Yuanyuan's eyes widened. When did Kyoto allow the demon race to enter? She didn't smell the rat smell Xiaoyu was talking about, only the faint scent of the beautiful woman's perfume.
"Master, this bar is..." Xiaoyu was about to tell Zhou Yuanyuan what she had "discovered".
"Stop, Xiaoyu. If there's no mortal danger, don't say anything. I want to be an ordinary person today." Zhou Yuanyuan stopped Xiaoyu from speaking. With Xiaoyu around, no secret was a secret as long as Zhou Yuanyuan wanted to know. While such days could bring peace and tranquility, Zhou Yuanyuan wanted to "try" to be an ordinary girl in Kyoto for a few days. If Xiaoyu revealed everything, she would lose the joy of exploration!
Xiaoyu immediately shut up. She could tell something was amiss with her master today. Perhaps Wen Ziqing had irritated her, or perhaps her decade-long life as a good girl had left her feeling a bit irritated. But... what she wanted to say was about someone! That person was inside. Did the master still want to go in? Forget it. After all, the master was the boss, and whatever the master decided was right.
"Little beauty, are you captivated by my beauty? I'd be shy if you kept staring at my breasts like that." Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't help but stare at Xiaoyu's breasts for a few seconds longer as she spoke to her. Seeing her fixed gaze, the beautiful woman tossed her burgundy hair at the back of her head and gave her a seductive smile.
After Zhou Yuanyuan regained consciousness, she chuckled inwardly. This "rat" was truly beautiful, with a pair of large, watery eyes that seemed to hold a lot of affection when she looked at people. If she didn't know the beauty's true identity, she would surely be captivated by her charming gaze, right?
"Excuse me, miss, are you single or do you have a male companion?" Jinmaoshu didn't know that his vest had fallen off, and blinked at Zhou Yuanyuan.
"One." Zhou Yuanyuan replied. Since she had decided to go in, Zhou Yuanyuan didn't want to waste time talking to the beautiful woman. What if she was alone? As long as she wanted to go, she could go anywhere.
"Please follow me this way." The beautiful woman's smile deepened. She extended a hand in front of her to guide Zhou Yuanyuan into the corridor on the left. Zhou Yuanyuan followed the beautiful woman around the ten-meter-long corridor and entered a hall.
Zhou Yuanyuan was stunned. This was her first time seeing such a unique bar. It wasn't the crowded, smoky place she'd expected, nor was there hysterical heavy metal music. Instead, soothing light music filled the hall, and the air was natural and refreshing. It felt more like a Western restaurant than a bar.
There weren't many people in the hall. Men and women were sitting in groups of three or four, drinking and chatting, and there were also many people sitting alone at a table.
The hall was elegantly and grandly decorated. Rectangular tables were separated by tall green plants. A hollow flower wall led to a long, tall bar on the left. Inside, a variety of wines were displayed in grids. Several transparent crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, resembling brilliant fireworks.
"Miss, my name is Yunshang, and I'm the foreman here. If you have anything you like, Yunshang will be happy to serve you." The beautiful woman took Zhou Yuanyuan to a small table, and after Zhou Yuanyuan sat down, she introduced herself softly.
Zhou Yuanyuan nodded and casually picked up the drink menu on the table to read it. She said nothing, but her mind was wandering. Yunshang? Yunxiang Yishang Huaxiangrong? A mouse named like that? Interesting.
"If there's a man in this hall that Miss has her eye on, just tell Yunchang and she'll be at your service." Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan looking confused, Yunchang couldn't help but grumble to herself. Wasn't it said that today's distinguished guest was a real talent? Why did he look like he knew nothing? Oh no, could she have picked up the wrong person?
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