hollow padded jacket

The fingertips holding the wind chime turned slightly white, as if he and himself were deadlocked for a long time before putting the wind chime into the package.

This time I went further and simply changed my name.

It's called Ruan Qing.

Three years have passed.

With enough bank notes, I bought an inn, and the business is booming. I have even seen the brothel for a long time, and I am about to sell the "Lianhualou" again.

He seems to be doing well, and he is no longer the idiot he was a few years ago.

It seems that a new life has begun.

Until I met those two strange men from other places.

They helped him find the purse that was almost stolen, and Bai Qingyang took them to play as a thank you.

Who would have thought that the handsome young master Yushi proposed to go to the brothel.

Because in order to sell Lianhualou earlier, he has been going to brothels more frequently these days. He has never recruited girls before, and for some reason, he encountered such a thing.

The brothel woman named Fireworks had tears in her eyes: "Master Ruan, I have liked you for a long time. You have come to me many times. It is not because you have no affection. I have already negotiated with my mother. It is also a joy for the slave family to go to the son's mansion to be a servant girl."

Conscience of heaven and earth, he had only spoken to this girl twice, and it was just to prepare for taking down Lianhualou as soon as possible.

Bai Qingyang glanced at the two young masters who were watching the show, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"I…"

But I only heard Mr. Yushi say coolly: "How is it possible?"

Mr. Yushi sneered, and said mockingly: "This Mr. has always been cold, I'm afraid you don't know?"

Bai Qingyang was confused: "Brother Yu, you are..."

"Am I not right? Bai Qingyang?"

Bai Qingyang's face changed instantly, he stared straight at Yushi:

"……Who are you?"

Yushi lazily leaned on the back of the chair and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell Bai Qingyan."

He got up and walked out the door.

The voice is full of contempt:

"He really shouldn't stick to you for the rest of his life."

Bai Qingyang's face was pale.

The other Mr. Liu who was accompanying Yushi glanced at Bai Qingyang, hurriedly followed, and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"Pour a bottle of Chu Yi San down, no matter how stubborn Bai Qingyan is, it probably won't matter."

Bai Qingyang was stunned.

He had heard of Chu Yi San.

That's the stuff of the bad doctor.

It is said that as long as a dose of mung bean size, people can forget everything.

From then on, Bai Qingyan would never remember herself again.

In the past ten years, I have been with you in the past ten years.

It all disperses with the wind, leaving no trace.

Even if we meet by chance one day, I'm afraid they will pass by without squinting.

It's like a passerby.

fair enough.

It should be so.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe.