Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 200 Selling - Night

"Don't even think about it!" Mu Qiyue stood up abruptly, reached out and took away his bowl and chopsticks, "The injury has been healed, and the meal is over, you should go too!"

This order to chase away guests is really not showing any kindness!
How had Jiang Rongxuan ever received such treatment?
Then he lowered his head and glanced at his watch. At this time, his subordinates should have found this place after looking for the mark he left.

"You little girl, you have a hot personality, I like it." He got up and stood in front of her, his eyes were full and deep, he raised his hand and stroked her shoulder back and forth, through the fabric, he could still touch her. Deep tooth marks.

"My mark is printed here, whether you like it or not, whether you like it or not, you have to be mine!" He curled his lips slightly, smiling wickedly and domineeringly.

"Jiang Rongxuan!" Mu Qiyue pushed him away fiercely, reaching out to give him a slap.

"Hey, don't be so violent!" He accurately caught her delicate fingertips like water onions, took the opportunity to hand them to the tip of his nose and took a deep breath. This smell, even if he has smelled too many women's perfumes, he can still indulge in it , unable to extricate themselves.

"Wait for me to come back. If he dares to secretly have a boyfriend behind my back, I'll take off his thighs, do you hear me?" He warned, his tender eyes just now flashed Han Xing in an instant.

What Jiang Rongxuan likes, he doesn't allow others to touch.

"Get out!" She pushed him out of the gate, and closed the gate with a bang.

It was really bad luck for her eight lifetimes to meet such a scoundrel!
"Oh, it's really interesting." He touched the tip of his nose, his beautiful peach eyes were smiling, and when he turned his head, he saw dozens of soldiers in army green uniforms nodding and saluting him.

"Second Young Master, are you alright? The group of people who attacked you just now have been taken down by us, what should we do?"

After listening, the smile in Jiang Rongxuan's eyes disappeared, replaced by a gloomy murderous look, and he said with a smile: "Didn't uncle bring a crocodile from abroad and keep it in the backyard of the eastern suburbs, so let it taste like a crocodile?" Try it out!"

"Yes!"

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Wanyue Pavilion.

The largest place in the south of the Yangtze River.

The bright red gauze curtain hangs down from the crystal silk flowers on the ceiling of the third floor, lingering around the stage.The newly prepared incense was burning in the glazed incense burner, and the curling aroma hovered in the air, and the upstairs and downstairs were very lively.

Mu Qiyue sat cross-legged on a red-tasseled cushion embroidered with clusters of peonies, with a guzheng in front of her.

As soon as she raised her hand, the green and delicate fingertips plucked the strings. Immediately afterwards, the sound of the piano resounded on the stage in vain, euphemistically continuous, high-spirited and ups and downs. Coupled with her charming face and swaying figure, it was straight to the point. The man under the desk is full of spring.

"Mother Ruan, this July girl is not too young, when will she be willing to pick up customers?" Boss Zhang of Futai Embroidery Village held Ruan Sanniang's hand and stuffed ten silver dollars, almost drooling from her smile. , "More than half of the guests in the Wanyue Pavilion come to see Miss Qiyue, but it's not a problem to be so appetizing all the time!"

"Oh, Boss Zhang, what you said is correct." Ruan Sanniang pushed Boss Zhang's hand away, wondering: "But the girl doesn't want to, so what can I do!"

"The solution is always someone's idea!" Boss Zhang saw that she would not accept it, and took out a stack of thick bank notes from the servant, "Qu, songs, etc., listening to too much will always make people bored. Yes, this business has to continue, don’t you think?”

Ruan Sanniang's eyes flickered, she put the banknote into her cuff, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, people always think of ways, Sanniang will find a way for you!"

After Mu Qiyue played the tune, she played the guzheng and went to the backstage to rest after the curtain call. No matter how much the guests in the audience shouted "Encore", they refused to stay a step longer.

"July, come here, mom has something to tell you." Ruan Sanniang greeted her with a kind and kind face, completely gone from her usual meanness, "What did you think about what I told you before?"

"Mom, didn't we agree at the time? I worked hard to become the number one card in the Wanyue Pavilion. When I reach adulthood, you will return the contract of sale to me." Mu Qiyue withdrew the hand held by Ruan Sanniang, cut her pupils coldly, "July has earned a lot of money for my mother over the years. Not to mention my deed of sale, even if all the sisters in the building add up, the money can still be redeemed. Mom doesn't regret it, does she?"

"How could I regret it?" Ruan Sanniang patted her on the shoulder, smiling obsequiously, "But July, your monthly salary is so little, you probably haven't saved any money over the years. You don't want to study How can this little money be enough? Why don’t you stay for two more years, and your mother will pay for your tuition, how about it?”

"Not good!" She refused without hesitation, "I'm tired and I'm going home to rest. Mom has the time, why don't you think about how to arrange my last performance at Wanyue Hall tomorrow, After all, this is the last time I will make money for my mother." After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

"You stinky girl, you don't eat a toast and you are fined wine, come here, tie me up!"

As soon as the words were finished, two burly men suddenly rushed out from behind to block her way, and a drugged handkerchief covered her mouth and nose, and the next moment, she collapsed to the ground.

"Damn girl, how much thought did I put into praising you? After all, you have grown up and can make money, so I will let you go so easily?" Ruan Sanniang sneered, "You two tied her up and locked her in the room. Li, tomorrow, my mother will personally auction off her first-night!"

"Yes!"

The next day.

This day is the busiest day since Wanyue Pavilion opened.

The wealthy and armored people in Jiangnan and Jiangbei came one after another when they heard that Mu Qiyue was picking up guests, so they hoped that they could embrace the beauty.

Who is Mu Qiyue?

The popular star of Wanyue Hall, not to mention her bright and charming appearance, her figure is also full of charm, graceful and graceful.

All the men who come to Wanyue Pavilion to have fun don't covet her.

But she's fine, it's fine if she doesn't pick up customers, and she even has a bad temper.

She didn't drink the toast from the guests, and she didn't even bother to accompany one with a smile.

But men, they are cheap, they are used to being gentle and gentle, and they like untouchable wild roses.

"Mother Ruan, before I came, I specially asked my servants to go to Yinzhuang. Today, you must send Miss Qiyue to my room." Boss Huo smiled and took Ruan Sanniang's hand, this little beauty , he is bound to win tonight.

"Oh, Boss Huo, today, I don't count if I say it." Ruan Sanniang shrewdly withdrew her hand, pointed to the guests all over the room, and said, "Guests here, who doesn't like our July, old rules, The highest price gets."

(End of this chapter)