It is true that people are shaped by the environment they live in. Aunt Liu told her that the noble ladies in the capital often get together, but the places they go are basically the backyards of each house, and they rarely come out to party.

It can be seen that the girls in Xing'an City live more comfortably than the noble ladies in the capital.

"Master Wen, Master Ye, please take a look at the private room to see if it suits your taste. One side faces the stage, and the other side faces the street. It is the most lively place."

"Luckily I am familiar with Wan'an Building, otherwise I would have been fooled by you. This private room of yours should be the last one left."

"Nothing can be hidden from Master Wen's discerning eyes. Today, Miss Qianqian is coming to sing in the building. As soon as the news was released, all the private rooms in the building were booked. This is the last one. If Master Wen had come a step later, he would have had to sit on the first floor."

As he spoke, Ding Xiaozhu glanced downstairs and saw several young men in gorgeous clothes arguing with the waiters on the first floor. There were no private rooms left and they didn't want to sit on the first floor.

"They are running here like headless flies. They think that just because they are here, Ruan Qianqian will look at them more. It's just a foolish dream."

Wen Ziqiu invited Ye Jintang to sit down and ordered the best tea and snacks.

The music had changed on the stage and a group of little girls were dancing to the music.

Ye Jintang was a man who had seen the world. Just by looking at the girls' dancing postures, he could guess that they must have gone through rigorous training before standing on the stage.

"Cousin, are all the dancers on the stage musicians?"

"To put it nicely, they are from the music class, but in fact, they are all from the slave class. Even a famous singer like Ruan Qianqian can't escape this background."

When Wen Ziqiu was talking about this, there were no dancers on the stage. Instead, a young woman in brightly colored clothes, wearing a veil made of a gold bead necklace, holding a pipa, walked forward barefoot and slowly.

In the center of the stage, there was a large chair made of gauze.

Without a doubt, Ye Jintang guessed that this person should be the Ruan Qianqian that everyone was talking about.

Wan'an Building, which was noisy just now, became quiet in an instant.

Ruan Qianqian didn't say much. She sat on the chair and played the pipa in her hand.

The melodious music sounded, and the soft and graceful singing was like a stream, flowing into the hearts of everyone present.

"The Peacock Flies Southeast" is a tragic love story. Ruan Qianqian's ethereal voice makes people think of their own love.

Inexplicably, Ye Jintang saw the figures of Jiang Zhi and Jiang Mo in her mind. She was startled and quickly picked up the teacup on the table and took two gulps to calm herself down.

After the song was over, deafening applause broke out in Wan'an Building, and someone threw silver coins onto the stage.

Only then did Ye Jintang understand why Ruan Qianqian was sitting so far away.

If you get a little closer to the stage, you'll probably be hit by the broken silver.

I saw a servant holding a heavy bag of silver coins standing at the edge of the stage. With a crash, all the silver coins were scattered on the stage, a white patch. Ye Jintang felt like he was going to be blinded.

This is the real reward from a big boss, you can see the real money clearly.

The maid in charge of Wan'an Tower came on stage with seven or eight little girls, holding baskets full of silk flowers.

He expressed his gratitude profusely to all the gods of wealth in the audience, and poured out all kinds of flattering words as if they were free.

Surrounded by several little girls, Ruan Qianqian walked forward with a flower basket and scattered the silk flowers in the basket to everyone.

Such a commotion attracted a lot of rewards from the big guys, and one could hear the sound of ding-dongs on the stage.

"Ruan Qianqian is just going to sing one song?"

"How could that be? This is just the beginning. She will go on stage to sing later."

Ye Jintang nodded, it seems that Wan'an Building's marketing methods are quite clever.

It's very lively downstairs, and it's not much different upstairs.

Someone sent his servant to invite Ruan Qianqian, but many people went and no one was able to invite her to the private room.

It seems that not everyone can see this famous beauty.

Ye Jintang was not interested in beauties, but a group of jugglers came on the stage and instantly attracted her attention.

"Master Wen, Miss Qianqian heard that you were here, so she came to see you."

Ding Xiaozhu knocked on the door of the private room with a smile, and saw Ruan Qianqian, who had just sung on the stage, standing two steps behind him.

Ye Jintang looked at Wen Ziqiu with a gossipy look on his face, then looked at Ruan Qianqian who was outside the door with hope in her eyes, and thought to himself, could this be another drama about a talented man and a beautiful woman?

"Come in, it's a good opportunity for my cousin to see Miss Qianqian's stunning beauty."

Ruan Qianqian held the pipa and walked slowly and gracefully into the private room. Her every move was just right. Even Ye Jintang, a woman, couldn't help but want to take a few more glances when she saw her.

"Qianqian has met Master Wen and Master Ye."

When Ruan Qianqian came in, she took the initiative to take off the veil on her face, revealing a beautiful little face.

No wonder so many wealthy men spend a fortune on Ruan Qianqian. With her looks, she will have no problem making her debut in the future.

"I wonder how long Miss Qianqian practiced to achieve such extraordinary skill in playing the pipa."

"I started learning at the age of three, and started performing at the age of five. I played the pipa almost every day except when eating, drinking, and sleeping."

"No wonder Miss Qianqian plays the pipa so beautifully, it turns out she has put in a lot of hard work."

After Ruan Qianqian entered the private room, she had been chatting with Ye Jintang quite happily. Wen Ziqiu on the side didn't interrupt much, but just drank the tea in his hand boredly.

Suddenly there was a noise coming from outside the connected window.

"You little bitch, I just asked you to sing a few lines of a song and you're so desperate. I'll beat you to death. If you make me angry again, I'll sell you to the cheapest brothel. Then I'll see if you can stand it."

Ye Jintang was sitting by the window. When he tilted his head, he saw a girl in cloth, with messy hair and blood on her face, sitting on the ground.

Behind her followed a burly maid, who was holding a bamboo ruler and hitting the girl without hesitation.

The girl who was beaten was also tough enough. The bamboo sticks hit her body with loud slapping sounds, but she didn't say a word and let the nanny beat and scold her.

This scene was so similar to the scene when Ye Jintang was beaten and scolded by his relatives. She felt like needles were stabbing her heart and was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

"excuse me."

Ye Jintang got up and went downstairs.

There were already quite a few people downstairs watching the fun. Perhaps this kind of situation was so common to them that everyone had become numb to it and no one stepped forward to stop it.

The nanny holding the bamboo ruler was so angry that her mouth was about to twist when she saw that the girl she beat did not cry out.

She threw the bamboo ruler in her hand to the thug beside her.

"Beat her to death. I have seen all kinds of tough guys, but I still can't deal with a damn girl."

"Madame Chu, I have strong hands. If I hurt someone, don't blame me."

"Why don't you take it easy? She sings beautifully and I want her to make some money for me."

"Okay, I will show mercy later."

The thug was a sturdy man. With a snap, the bamboo board in his hand fell on the girl and broke.

The little girl who had been gritting her teeth and saying nothing just now let out a scream, and her cheek swelled up quickly, leaving a shocking blood mark.

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