The beauty in the red silk dress bears a trace of red ink between her brows, a few strokes yet evoking the beauty of a peony. As she parted her red lips in conversation and laughter, her eyes and eyebrows shone with charm. The blue-faced, gold-woven fan in the red dress seemed to harmonize with the jade bracelet on her fair wrist, gently waving it and covering her face with her delicate hand. There was not a single unpleasant affectation in her every move; she was captivating yet unconventional. Perhaps this is the image of Lady Zhuang Jiang in the Book of Songs, with her hands as soft as catkins, skin as creamy as cream, and delicate eyebrows.
Tang Chen hesitated to step forward, not because of Wang Yanzhou, but because of instinct. Instinctively, when a girl sees someone several inches taller than her and possessing such a certain aura, she's reluctant to stand shoulder to shoulder with him. There was no other way; the contrast was too stark, and it was easy to feel inferior.
After the two of them talked for a while, Wang Yanzhou seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around to signal Tang Chen to come over: "Now that she's here, I'll hand her over to you. Tang Chen, come here."
When Tang Chen heard Wang Yanzhou calling him, he quickly turned his gaze away from the beauty in red: "Boss, I'm here!"
Wang Yanzhou introduced Tang Chen with a sly smile, "This is the owner of Huayue Tower in town. You can stay with her while I'm away."
Tang Chen didn't know what Wang Yanzhou was laughing at, but he could tell that he seemed to have a good relationship with this red-dressed beauty: "Okay, no problem, boss."
"Well, I'm leaving first. I'll come back to pick you up in five days." After saying that, Wang Yanzhou jumped on his horse and hurried away with his men.
Following international conventions, Tang Chen took the initiative to start an awkward conversation with this strange beauty: "...Um, what's your name, sister?"
"Yue Sheng. The Yue in South Yue, the Sheng in singing and dancing."
"My name is Tang Chen..."
"I know."
The words "I know" disrupted all of Tang Chen's planned dialogue, and for a moment, it was really awkward. Tang Chen followed Yue Sheng happily, watching the street vendors pack up and prepare to go home, watching the children playing in the street being taken home one by one by their parents...
It's only half a cup of tea from the riverside pier at the city gate to Huayue Tower. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the gold-plated plaque of Huayue Tower, which is a bit dazzling and a bit confusing.
When Tang Chen first heard about Huayuelou, she didn't think much of it. But then she looked at the owner, such a beautiful woman, and she really didn't expect this place to be a place of entertainment. However, unlike what she had seen on TV, standing at the gate, she couldn't hear the sound of red-sleeved women beckoning guests, but instead heard the sounds of music and dancing. This place must be similar to a music school, right?
Seeing Tang Chen standing at the door and hesitant to go in, Yue Sheng couldn't help but sigh and asked, "What's wrong? If you don't like living here, I can arrange an inn for you."
Tang Chen came back to his senses and quickly explained, "No, no, no, I was thinking that the jade pendant on Sister Yue's waist looked familiar, and I was so lost in thought that I forgot I was standing at your gate blocking your way."
Before Yue Sheng and Tang Chen could interact, the sound of something breaking and a woman screaming suddenly came from Huayue Tower, instantly attracting all her attention.
The two of them hurried in, and as soon as they came in, they saw corpses of various porcelains scattered all over the floor. The guests who were originally drinking and enjoying music in the building had all left their seats and stood aside, watching the performance of the madman who was throwing things in the lobby.
Yue Sheng looked at Yan Shaoqing, whose cheeks were flushed and whose steps were unsteady. He held the wine jug in one hand and overturned her table with the other, smashing her vase. "Hua Ping, what's going on?"
Huaping, who was in charge of the affairs, saw Yue Sheng coming back and ran to him: "I don't know what has gone wrong with Young Master Yan. He just drank a little bit of wine and smashed everything."
After looking at Yan Shaoqing, Yue Sheng just said to count the money and make him pay it back in full after he sobered up. Then he personally led Tang Chen upstairs as if nothing had happened.
Tang Chen walked up the stairs, turning back from time to time to look at Yan Shaoqing. They say women are ever-changing, but Yan Shaoqing is a true "pervert." His super-changing forms include the tsundere little brother, the grumpy old man, the black-faced god, the zither-playing prodigy, and so on. He's truly impressive. When he gets drunk and goes crazy, he's not much different from a true pervert. So, it's better to drink less alcohol.
Tang Chen was shaking his head and lamenting how a normal person could become a pervert after drinking too much. At this moment, a wine jug filled with wine fell squarely on the railing at Yue Sheng's feet and smashed to pieces.
"Yue Sheng, stop right there. Are you kidding me for fun? Ah, get over here!"
Yue Sheng stopped and stood there for a moment, then turned around and walked down slowly. Tang Chen patted his chest in shock, but followed him down to watch the fun.
The guests, upon seeing Yue Sheng personally handling the matter, became intrigued and stood aside, silent and waiting to see how Yan Shaoqing would fare. Huayue Tower, known for its singing and dancing, never catered to the pleasures of pleasure. Yet, ever since its opening in this small town, it had been frequented by dignitaries, yet no one dared to molest the residents, let alone cause trouble. This was because of Yue Sheng and her mysterious boss. No one would be foolish enough to provoke a mysterious figure over a trivial matter, over a few singing and dancing girls.
After Yue Sheng went downstairs, he picked up a cup of tea from a passing table and poured it on Yan Shaoqing's face: "Have you had enough of this?"
After being splashed with this, Yan Shaoqing was completely annoyed. With red eyes, he yelled at Yue Sheng: "No!"
Yue Sheng raised his head and closed his eyes, saying, "...I apologize to everyone. Something happened at Huayue Tower today, so we have to close early. All your expenses for today will be charged to me. Please show up."
Huaping received the order and hurriedly escorted the guests out of the store with his men. However, in the blink of an eye, the door was closed and there were no more outsiders in the store.
"Huaping, take everyone and clean up. Come upstairs with me."
Before Yue Sheng's hand even touched Yan Shaoqing's sleeve, he slapped her aside. Tang Chen looked at her red hand and wanted to throw a basin of water at Yan Shaoqing, but her mind told her not to interfere. This was clearly a relationship dispute between them, and she, who was clueless and only made up stories, couldn't intervene.
"I'm not going!"
Yan Shaoqing roared, and the kind-hearted Yue Sheng also roared at the top of his lungs: "Yan Shaoqing, what do you want!"
Tang Chen was slightly startled when she heard this. Uh, was there something wrong with her ears just now? Could her voice change when she yelled?
"What's wrong with me? Do you think it's fun to lie to me like this? Why do you treat me like this?!"
"...I've already paid back what I owe you. If you're still pestering me, that's your own problem."
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