After Wan Qiqi finished speaking, Zhu Chengye's expression changed slightly.
He whispered, "Qiqi, watch your words, be careful, the walls may be overheard!"
Wan Qiqi was startled, only then remembering that in ancient times, one could not discuss such matters; if someone overheard, one's life would be in danger.
She sighed and said, "I understand!"
After finishing her business at the restaurant, Wan Qiqi went to Mingyuefang.
This time, the entrance was no longer as gloomy as before; it felt more lively.
A dance platform was built in the backyard of Mingyuefang, specifically for dance practice.
When Wan Qiqi last came, the platform was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, like a long-abandoned garden.
At this moment, melodious piano music filled the air, and singing and dancing continued.
Jing Shisi Niang was like a colorful butterfly, dancing gracefully among the flowers.
The dance ended, the music stopped, and applause erupted.
The people on stage then noticed Wan Qiqi standing below, and their faces immediately lit up with bright smiles.
Qingdai was the first to rush to Wan Qiqi, then stood quietly in front of her, appearing extremely obedient.
She smiled sweetly at Wan Qiqi, "Manager Wan, how was our dance just now?"
Wan Qiqi finally saw longing and hope on the faces of these girls and nodded.
Du Ruo walked over and bowed to Wan Qiqi, "I'm sorry, it was my fault the other day, I misunderstood Manager Wan."
Wan Qiqi frowned slightly. "You don't need to refer to yourself as 'this humble servant.' In my eyes, everyone is equal."
She disliked the ancient practice of referring to oneself as "slave" or "servant".
Wan Qiqi's behavior earned her a good impression among the people of Mingyuefang.
From beginning to end, only Wan Qiqi truly treated them, people of lowly status, equally, instead of treating them as despicable as others.
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