Chapter 170 Drink and get going

Jiang Yingcheng's words were so loud and clear that they successfully silenced the already weird atmosphere.

The whole hall was extremely quiet.

The person who had accused her earlier seemed to be suddenly grabbed by the neck, and stared at Pan Jingwan with a strange look for a long while.

Then the anger grew.

“You’re still a human??!”

Being ordered by the head of the family to pay for this reason was already shocking, but she actually brought her little family to eat at a place like this?!

Isn't this just torturing other people's children? !

Pan Jingwan: “…”

She wondered how this young man could be so kind as to say those nice things for her in front of the temple. It turned out that he was waiting for her here!

Pan Jingwan was so angry at this sudden turn of events that she slammed the table and said, "We need to change rooms!"

Even if Pan Jingwan jumped off the roof of this building, broke her legs, and was imprisoned in the palace, she would never stay here and endure such humiliation!

Jiang Yingcheng lowered his head, hiding the smug look in his eyes: "That, that will cost Auntie even more money..."

The inner voice that only a few people could hear was extremely honest: [Ahahahahahahaha, this is not what Cheng Cheng asked for! ]

Then he stood up listlessly and pinched a small corner of Pan Jingwan's clothes: "Then let's go quickly, Chengcheng doesn't want to hear them talk about Auntie like this..."

Pan Jingwan was almost suffocated by this green tea-filled little dumpling. She grabbed the boy's hand and hurried upstairs.

"Which room is empty?" she asked the brothel owner who was following them.

[Where is he? ] Jiang Yingcheng also asked her golden plug-in 007 in her heart.

Wanting to make more money, Zhang Yuke said, "There are still vacancies on the third floor."

007, who had already checked the information, said almost at the same time: [The fourth room on the left on the third floor.]

Pan Jingwan and Jiang Yingcheng looked up at the top floor at the same time.

"good."

【good!】

The third floor is the most expensive private room in the entire Tianxiang Building. The atmosphere on this floor is much quieter than the lobby. As soon as she went upstairs, Pan Jingwan breathed a sigh of satisfaction.

It was as if he wanted to spit out all the bad luck he had just been contaminated with.

There were only five private rooms on the left side of the corridor, which undoubtedly made her more satisfied compared to the endless private rooms on the right side. "Are there any empty rooms on the left side?"

Zhang Yuke looked hesitant for a moment, then he walked a few steps up to the group and nodded, "Yes, yes, you follow--" I'll do it.

Before she could finish her words, the mischievous little fellow let go of Pan Jingwan's hand and ran forward, "Oh, oh, Chengcheng can have snacks in the private room~"

She looked so happy, as if she had never dined in such a high-end environment before.

However, no one in the audience wanted to cooperate with her performance.

The people who came with her all knew what kind of luxurious life she led in the palace. Zhang Yuke, the only outsider present, also witnessed the shocking scene of her casually taking out a silver note.

Jiang Yingcheng did not get the expected feedback, so she paused for a moment and then continued her performance.

"Is this room okay?"

"What about this one?"

"Is this the best place?!"

After receiving three negative answers in a row, Jiang Yingcheng stamped his feet angrily, and then, without being able to stand firmly, he staggered towards the box beside him.

“Boom—”

She suddenly pushed open the door of the fourth box on the left.

An angry roar came from the box: "Who is it?!"

The corridor was also in chaos.

Although Liaochen and the others had understood the purpose of the little girl's action from her inner voice, their hearts still stopped for a moment when they saw her fall so hard.

Several people ran over with concerned eyes, not realizing that the person in the box was running even faster than them.

A well-dressed man with a sturdy figure walked out of the house with a fierce look in his eyes. When he saw that the person making such a commotion outside the door was actually a half-grown child, he was obviously stunned for a moment: "You little guy, who brought you to a place like this?"

"I'm sorry," Jiang Yingcheng said after apologizing, then raised her head with tears in her eyes, pointed at Pan Jingwan who was still standing at the stairs, and pretended to look inside with curiosity, "It was my aunt who brought Chengcheng here~"

The man subconsciously turned his head in the direction of the young man's finger, but before he could find the "aunt" among the chaotic crowd on the opposite side, his pants legs were suddenly pulled by the young man.

Li Cheng lowered his head and met the eyes of the little guy who had not yet gotten up.

Jiang Yingcheng grinned, his crescent eyes full of cunning light: "The uncle inside seems very handsome, is he also here to look for the beautiful aunt?"

Li Cheng's expression was stunned for a moment, then he turned around and looked back.

The screen made of light gauze casts a silhouette of the man's sharp profile. Just this simple line gives rise to endless reverie.

only--

He was used to seeing young women being infatuated with his prince, but he never thought that one day he would see a similar scene on such a small face.

But facing such a pair of clear eyes, he could not speak in a bad tone anymore, and just said: "Go back with your family quickly, this is not the place for you to come!"

However, the rabbit meat was already at her lips. Jiang Yingcheng's eyes were shining. She turned around and winked at her uncle Laochen.

【Uncle Liaochen is rushing forward, hold him back!!】

The moment Lu Chen took a step forward, Jiang Yingcheng let go of the hands that were holding the other's legs, jumped up from the ground, and as soon as he stood firm, he sneaked into the room -

Li Cheng was not on guard against such a small girl and actually let her slip past him. When he turned around to hold her back, he was blocked by the monk who followed behind.

The moment they started fighting, he broke out in a cold sweat: "Who are you? Do you know what's inside--"

"Li Cheng." The pleasant voice of the man in the box sounded coldly, interrupting the threat that Li Cheng had not yet spoken.

When Pan Jingwan heard the voice, her expression became dazed.

Li Cheng gritted his teeth and challenged the bald donkey whose kung fu was obviously more than one level higher than his.

Jiang Yingcheng also ran behind the screen at this time.

There was no trace of panic on his handsome face, which looked about 60% like her father. The moment he met her eyes, he gently poured her a cup of hot tea, placed it on the table and gently pushed it forward: "Drink it."

Jiang Yingcheng timidly climbed up the edge of the chair and sat down. Before taking the cup of hot tea, she smoothed the hair around her ears like a lady: "Can I drink it?"

"Well," Jiang Yian smiled, "Let's drink and then we can get going."

Jiang Yingcheng: “…”