The reborn prince who wanted to be a boss failed again

Chapter 132

On the day Wanniang picked up the guests, the spring breeze was unprecedentedly hot, and even a few female sons came and paid a lot of money to spend an hour with Wanniang.

The old bustard counted the money and was so happy that his smile creased two more layers all night.

Wan Niang was in a state of distress, and only when she saw that the payment was getting closer and closer to 3000 taels, she gritted her teeth and comforted herself that all the hard work was worth it.

At dawn the next day, Wan Niang sees off the last guest and weeps in the mirror.

The old bustard walked in with a smile, twisting the fat around her waist.

"Hey! What are you crying about on such a happy day?" The bustard took out a silk handkerchief and wiped away Wanniang's tears, "Here, the 6000 taels is a lot of money for you."

Wan Niang looked at the few thin silver bills and felt sad from the bottom of her heart, but couldn't think of anything gratifying at all.

"Today, you should rest well, and you don't have to pick up guests tonight." The old bustard gave Wan Niang a sweet treat at the right time.

"Really?" Wan Niang looked at the old bustard in disbelief, but seeing the old bustard smiling brightly, her heart skipped a beat.

"Of course it's true!" The old bustard didn't hide anything: "You are mother's most beloved daughter, in the past you didn't want to be a red lady, didn't I feel sorry for you?

You can't be so conscientious and think badly of your mother!Can mom still entrap you? "

Wan Niang lowered her eyes and thought for a while, it seems that the old bustard really didn't do anything excessive except to persuade her to become a red maid from time to time.

Even persuading her is a matter of negotiation, never forcing.

So she nodded reassuringly: "Of course I trust my mother."

"Okay, you have a good rest." The smile on the corner of the old bustard's mouth deepened, he patted her hand, then turned and left.

Even though Wan Niang was alone, she still couldn't stop feeling sad.

The more she looked at the bank note, the more she felt that she was unclean, and she had no face to face the scholar again.

In the end, she asked someone to give the bank note to the scholar, and enclosed a letter to say goodbye to him.

In this way, the scholar and Wan Niang lost contact again.
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Chunfeng once became more and more famous because of Wanniang's listing. Not only the people in the city lingered every day, but also many merchants from other places came here admiringly.

Even in the capital city, there are people who specially paid a lot of money to come here just for the sake of a kiss.

The old bustard saw that Wanniang had been listed for more than half a year, not only did she not show any signs of decline in popularity, but her reputation became even more prosperous.

Naturally, earn more and more.

The old bustard who had tasted the sweetness inevitably became malicious again.

So, on the second day, Wan Niang received a guest who made it difficult for her to hold herself - a scholar.

"Yu, Yulang! You, why are you here? I, I..." Wan Niang was so ashamed that she couldn't speak. She felt that her most filthy appearance had been seen by her sweetheart. She wanted to escape .

"Yu Lang, you, don't look at me, I..."

But the scholar stepped forward and hugged her into his arms: "Wan Niang, you don't have to hide from me, no matter what you look like, you are my favorite Wan Niang.

Every day and night when you and I are apart, your every frown and smile is in my mind, and I can't shake it off.

Well now, I finally see you again, I..."

The scholar became a little ashamed when he said that: "It's just that I am too useless and can't make any money. It took more than half a year to save money, which is only enough to see you. I... I have to go, it's too late I'm afraid I will be kicked out by the mother bustard."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Wan Niang away with a look of reluctance, and moved towards the door step by step.

How can Wan Niang bear this?
Immediately rushed forward and hugged him from behind: "Yu Lang! Don't go! Stay with me, stay with me for a while longer."

"No, Wan Niang, I, I don't have any money..." The scholar pulled Wan Niang's hand around him in embarrassment, but it was as if he hadn't eaten for three years, and he pulled it limply for a long time without using any strength.

He promised: "Wan Niang, don't worry, when I save enough money next time, I will come to see you right away."

"No! Yulang!" Wan Niang refused to let go: "Don't go..."

(End of this chapter)