Sang Yin was taken aback. She never expected Shen Youjin to ask such a question, which involved some well - kept secrets.
"Why do you ask this, Miss Shen? Sister A Yue just retired after earning enough money. There was no accident."
Shen Youjin sneered. Looking at her with her clear eyes, she continued, "Fine. Then how much debt do you owe? I can pay off all the debts your family owes at once. I can also pay for your younger brother's schooling. If you want to open a shop or leave the capital, I can help you. How about it?"
Leave this place? A flicker of obscure emotion flashed across Sang Yin's eyes.
"I can't leave..." She bit her lip. "Miss Shen, I just want Young Master Jiang to support me one more time, just once..."
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it!" Hearing this, Shen Youjin didn't waste any more words. She turned around and walked outside. "Come and talk to me when you're sincere!"
It was really strange. Why did everyone think she was easy to deceive?
It was supposed to fill the position of one of the four top courtesans tonight, but no one talked about the former top courtesan. Was that normal?
In this world, no one could truly disappear without a trace, unless she... was already dead!
This Sang Yin neither wanted to tell her the truth nor leave this place.
Even a fool could tell that this woman just wanted to climb higher step by step.
In that case, what else could she say?
The hardships she was suffering now were self - inflicted. Shen Youjin had already given her a chance.
The night was deep. Shen Youjin hailed a taxi and went home.
Maybe it was because she was pregnant, but she started to feel sleepy at this hour.
She used to be able to stay up all night playing games, but now she had to force herself to stay awake.
Twenty minutes later, in the top - floor hall of the Blissful Feast, Jiang Zeshen finally noticed that Shen Youjin was missing.
He called her twice, but she didn't answer.
"Is she angry?" Jiang Zeshen murmured to himself.
Thinking of the way Sang Yin stared at that familiar face while performing on the stage, he suddenly felt a twinge of regret. How could he have forgotten about Sang Yin?
If he had known this, he should have taken Shen Youjin away after the game.
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Fu left. He asked me to pass a message to you." The waiter held a tray and said tremblingly, "He said..."
Jiang Zeshen looked up and asked casually, "What did he say?"
The waiter closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and shouted, "He said that a man who doesn't love himself is like a rotten vegetable leaf. He told you to be discreet!"
Jiang Zeshen's eyes instantly darkened. The waiter shivered and quickly added, "Mr. Jiang, this is what Mr. Fu told me to say. It has nothing to do with me. Please calm down!"
Seeing him trembling like this, Jiang Zeshen waved his hand to let him put down the red wine and leave.
The waiter felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly fled the scene, with a cold sweat on his forehead.
Jiang Zeshen watched for a while and then asked someone to open a private room.
Just as he sat down, his good friend pushed open the door from outside.
"Brother Shen, Sang Yin is here."
As the voice fell, Sang Yin appeared in sight, wearing a long, flowing white dress and holding a jade lute.
He composed his expression and looked at her indifferently, asking, "What's up? Have you spent all the money on the card I gave you before?"
Sang Yin shook her head and stood at the door, keeping a distance from him.
"Young Master Jiang, you know my situation. I need the flower wreaths sent by big shots like you to survive on the top floor. I know you were willing to help me and take me out of the basement because of my face. Now that you have someone in your heart, I shouldn't bother you anymore. But... I really have no other way. This is the card you gave me before. I haven't touched a single cent."
She took out a card, hoping that Jiang Zeshen would turn the money in this card into flower wreaths and give them to her again.
Jiang Zeshen stared at the card, sitting still. His patience with Sang Yin was gradually fading.
"I said before that the money in this card is enough for you to leave here. If you don't want to leave, I have nothing else I can do for you." Jiang Zeshen's voice was cold. "You should be grateful for having such a face. Otherwise, what you've done would have been enough for you to die a thousand times!"
He couldn't stand a woman who looked so much like his white moonlight but became a plaything for men here.
He thought she would take the card and leave, but instead, she climbed to the top floor step by step using his name.
Self - indulgent and hopeless.
"Young Master Jiang, I already know too many secrets of the Blissful Feast. I can't leave at all. The only thing I can do is to become one of the four top courtesans. Only in this way can I avoid being treated like an ant. Please help me one more time! As long as you're willing, I'll do anything."
After saying that, she even put down the jade lute she never left without, slowly undid her clothes, revealing her snow - white shoulders, and then knelt down in front of him on her knees.
Jiang Zeshen's fingers unconsciously tightened. These women all had faces similar to Xia Linlang's, but none of them had her backbone.
For the first time, he felt bored with this kind of repetitive relationship. Somehow, the words left by Fu Qingye came to his mind again: "A man who doesn't love himself is like a rotten vegetable leaf."
Forget it. Today, he would be discreet as Fu Qingye said.
"Do you think you won't be treated like an ant if you become one of the four top courtesans?" He stood up, walked in front of Sang Yin, and looked down at her kneeling on the soft carpet. "I took you out of the basement because I was soft - hearted. If you do such a sordid thing to me with this face again, I'll send you back to the basement!"
Hearing the word "basement", Sang Yin's body trembled uncontrollably.
She wanted to grab Jiang Zeshen's trouser legs and plead with him, but she didn't dare to move because of fear.
She had miscalculated this move. How could there be a man in this world who would reject a beautiful woman's advances?
Moreover, everyone in the capital knew that Jiang Zeshen had a white moonlight he couldn't have.
She had always pretended to be reserved before, but now that she took the initiative, he actually refused?
"Young Master Jiang, I was wrong. I won't bother you again..."
She was about to cry, but Jiang Zeshen showed no sign of letting her off.
He lifted her chin, his eyes as sharp as a blade. "Also, if I find out that you've gone to Shen Youjin and tried to deceive her to achieve your own goals, you don't need to go to the basement. I'll make you disappear from the capital right now! Do you understand?"
She nodded. Two lines of clear tears instantly slid down her cheeks. If she hadn't been holding on, she would have fallen to the ground by now.
She had never felt Jiang Zeshen was so terrifying before. She was so scared that she couldn't even say a single word.