"Seventh, Seventh Brother?" The man looked at Jian Shichu and exclaimed in surprise.
Jian Shichu's estate was not open to the public for business; only those from Yun City with significant social status and reputation could afford to patronize it.
This estate had three layers of courtyards.
The first layer was for receiving guests of relatively average standing.
The second layer, where they were dining now, was for hosting VIP guests.
The third layer, by the small lake and the wooden cabin, was Jian Shichu's private getaway spot, where no outsiders were allowed.
As luck would have it, the one dining in this second layer today and making a thunderous fuss was one of Jian Shichu's childhood friends, the Eldest Young Master of the Shangguan Family, Shangguan Ying.
Jian Shichu, with his arm around Ye Qingci's shoulder, watched Shangguan Ying in a lazy and sloppy manner, asking languidly, "I'm speaking to you, Ah Ying. What about it?"