Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"I see."

Na Luo Qingya seemed to have realized something, smiled softly, and gave a gift.

Finally, he said.

"I was a singer in the Baihuimen Ballroom in the Qinghe Concession. She was so ignorant that she had to hum a few small tunes to make the guests laugh and applaud, which was enough."

"After singing for about two or three years, until one day, Qinghe City came to a great warlord, Zhu Yuan, who had to relocate his base due to the severe war in the north and took root here."

At this point, Luo Qingya's face seemed to be filled with obsessiveness that was difficult to conceal.

"Speaking of Zhu Yuan, when I came to Qinghe City, I really lost the eyes of many girls."

"His lips are red and white, and his teeth are full and handsome. Between his gestures, he reveals the inherent dominance and fierceness of the army... such a man, even an ordinary woman like me, dare not think about it."

"But I never expected that when he came to our Parkway Gate Ballroom for the first time, he hit me at a glance...or rather, he hit my chorus."

With that, Luo Qingya paused suddenly, freed a hand, and rubbed her throat lightly.

After a while, he continued.

"From then on, as long as it's the day when I perform, this big warlord will be able to arrive on time, take down the last row of soft seats in the ballroom, and listen to my singing."

"Such days have been going on for a long time...until one day when I came home from get off work, he drove his big Buick with a bouquet of bright blood roses and came to me."

"That night, we talked for a long time, for a long time... and finally, we fell in love with each other and loved each other deeply."

"But I didn't know before long that he was a married man. His wife was the daughter of Mayor Peng's house in Qinghe City at that time, and our lady of Qinghe, Ms. Peng Wei."

"I also know that it is precisely because of his marriage with the Peng family that the army under his command can be stationed in our Qinghe City."

"Of course, in our age, men had wives and raised concubines outside. It can be seen everywhere, and it can even be used as a source of talk after dinner."

"But Zhu Yuan is very strange. He... never talks about being with me to the outside world, and he hasn't married me back to his commander's mansion for a long time to become his concubine."

"Instead, I kept telling me that Peng Wei would not allow it, and Peng Wei was not happy... Even though I had met Peng Wei at that time and had negotiated with her, I could respect each other and serve Zhu Yuan together."

"So, we stayed together for another two years. In order to love him wholeheartedly, I also decided not to smile at other men and retired."

"It's a pity that I didn't know at the time. Just when I was preparing for retiring, he was hiding from me and invited the young master of Murong's family who likes to paint to paint me portraits every night. "

"But this kind of portrait is depicted in the shape of a puppet."

At this point, the obsessive color on Luo Qingya's face gradually sank, changing into a full of coldness.

"I'm very unhappy about it, after all, doing this will always feel unlucky..."

"But Zhu Yuan said that the situation is severe right now, and he is likely to return to the battlefield to sprinkle his blood on this land that has given birth to us."