บท 815: Undercurrent

"Is he your sweetheart, Miss Yue Ru?" the handsome young man said with a huff.

Yue Ru broke into laughter. "Young Master Lu, what are you talking about!"

"If he's not your sweetheart, why can't I go and meet him?" The young man scoffed.

"It's just too abrupt," Yue Ru replied with a patient smile. "Alright, Young Master Lu. You can meet him some other day. I shall leave first."

She gave him a curtsy and gracefully left the room.

The handsome young man could not stop her since she was no ordinary lady. She was the most popular lady here as well as the owner of the Phoenix Goddess Brothel.

A gloomy expression appeared on his attractive face as he picked up a silver cup and took a sip of wine.

The rich and mellow wine had suddenly become tasteless. Even the melodious tune sounded unpleasant to his ears. He frowned and waved a hand. "You may all leave."

The music stopped abruptly. Then, a few women quietly left the room.