As soon as she finished speaking, a secret guard suddenly appeared and took the person away. The middle-aged woman only had time to scream.
Zhuang Rongjun asked Qiu Shuang to leave as well, leaving only her and Lin Liansheng in the room.
The young man was still lying on his side on the kang, drinking wine with his head tilted back. Occasionally, some wine would slide from the corner of his lips onto his slightly open white jade chest, invisibly adding a bit of lust.
He had a clear and clean face, but at this moment he was drinking and living a life of drunkenness.
Looking at the young man like this, Zhuang Rongjun felt a little irritated for no reason.
He seemed not to care about Zhuang Rongjun's sudden intrusion and having the secret guards take the man away.
Was he seriously drunk or did he just not care.
"Why don't you ask?" Zhuang Rongjun stared at him and spoke.
Lin Liansheng paused in her drinking, raised her eyes, and squinted at the person in front of her through the dim candlelight. Her eyes were blurred. She looked for a long time, as if she was carefully distinguishing the person in front of her.
After a long pause, he spoke, "Oh, it's you. I've seen you before in Zhaojia Village. What did you say?"
The young man recalled and answered Zhuang Rongjun's doubts: "Why should I ask? Aren't you and her the same? However, if you want it, you have to pay first."
The candlelight was too dim and Lin Liansheng was drunk, so he couldn't make out the expression on Zhuang Rongjun's face.
She only heard him ask, "You love money so much that for money you can..." Zhuang Rongjun did not say the rest of the words, she clenched her fists.
Lin Liansheng's drunken head cleared for a few seconds, and he wondered, is the person in front of him angry? But this is his business, what does it have to do with her.
He soon thought of a reason and asked, "You don't have any money, do you?"
As soon as the questioning voice fell, the young woman had walked to his side without him knowing when, and placed the blue purse heavily on the kang with a crisp sound. It was obvious that there was a lot of silver in it.
Lin Liansheng took a quick glance, then looked away, muttering, "So there's money. Money makes things easier."
Zhuang Rongjun's brows knitted together, a rage that had nowhere to vent. He remembered something and sneered, "Is it true that if I give you money, you can do anything? It's like when you go out to sell things, just to get them for free and let someone touch your hand. It's like taking advantage, right?"
Lin Liansheng frowned slightly. He felt that the tone of the woman in front of him was a little strange, but she was drunk at the moment and couldn't think. After listening to her last words, he opened his misty eyes and said, "Why not? They took advantage of me. I paid, so naturally I should get something. This is a fair deal." He, Lin Liansheng, would not do business at a loss.
Zhuang Rongjun was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect him to give such an answer.
It was only natural that one should get something in return for one's efforts. Zhuang Rongjun knew this was true, but he just couldn't believe that Lin Liansheng shouldn't have done it.
The boy's face is clean and spotless, just like a piece of white paper.
But he allowed this blank sheet of paper to be stained with mud.
Zhuang Rongjun felt angry, angry at his self-degradation, but also a little heartbroken that he had become like this at such a young age.
Zhuang Rongjun's anger grew stronger and stronger, and the annoyance in her chest grew more and more violent. She paced back and forth like a lion about to go mad.
Lin Liansheng narrowed his eyes, dissatisfied with her wandering around in front of him: "Are you coming or not? If not, then leave."
Zhuang Rongjun stopped and said, "I'll put down the silver, but don't let anyone else into your house these few days."
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