As Du Shaofu's voice faded, the chubby youth's face could not help but twitch.
The indifferent youth stared curiously at Du Shaofu. After sizing him up for a while, he chuckled and said, "Haha, it is indeed a little spoiled."
At this moment, Du Shaofu's gaze also landed on the indifferent young man. Even though the indifferent young man had restrained himself very well, Du Shaofu could still sense an arrogant aura from the young man. Under his calm eyes, there was a sharp and frightening gaze hidden.
"I know that he should be Meng Laicai. Then you are …"
Du Shaofu looked at the indifferent youth and pondered for a moment. After which, he said, "If I am not wrong, you should be the last of the Lan Ling Four Young Masters, Han Xin, right?"
"The Lan Ling Four Young Masters are deliberately made up by some bored people. Please excuse me."
The indifferent youth tacitly admitted that he was Han Xin. Without needing Du Shaofu to greet him, he directly sat down beside Meng Laicai and said, "I also know about you today. You are Du Shaofu."
"More and more people will know about me."
Du Shaofu nodded. After which, he looked at Meng Laicai and said, "If you want to apologize to me, you don't have to come personally."
Meng Laicai looked at Du Shaofu and thought to himself, Didn't you ask me to come personally?
While Meng Laicai was thinking to himself, Du Shaofu continued, "As long as you waive the bill for my drinks tonight, I will be very happy."
"I will waive all your expenses tonight."
Meng Laicai looked at Du Shaofu with his chubby face and tried his best to maintain his poise. He said, "Do you want me to find you a few more girls?"
Meng Laicai couldn't help but add, "It's also free."
"No need. I am not a casual person."
Du Shaofu's eyes lit up when he heard that. Then, he said regretfully, "If only you were my friend. With a friend like you, I would be very happy in the future."
"If you think we're friends, we'll be friends right away," Meng Laicai said as he looked at Du Shaofu.
"At least we're not friends yet."
Du Shaofu shook his head and said to Meng Laicai, "Are you sure you didn't come looking for me because of He Jun and Guo Kun?"
"No, our relationship with them is very subtle, but it's not to the point where we need to take the initiative to stand up for them," Han Xin said to Du Shaofu.
"That's good. I thought I was going to hit someone again. I really don't want to hit anyone today."
Du Shaofu took a deep breath. Then, he looked at Meng Laicai and said, "I want to see Miss Murong Youruo. You are the boss here. You should be able to arrange it, right?"
Du Shaofu's words once again made Han Xin and Meng Laicai feel uneasy.
Meng Laicai was stunned. Then, he looked at Han Xin. His gaze fluctuated. Finally, he looked at Du Shaofu again and asked, "As far as I know, you and Miss Murong Youruo are very close. Why are you looking for her?"
"I don't know. She asked me to come." Du Shaofu sighed.
Han Xin's indifferent gaze fluctuated a little. Then, he looked at Meng Laicai and said, "Miss Youruo seems to be accompanying that person on the third floor, right?"
Meng Laicai was stunned. Then, he smiled and looked at Du Shaofu, saying, "Although I'm the boss here, I really can't intervene in Miss Youruo's matters. She should be accompanying an important guest now. If you want to find her, I can let you go. But when the time comes, don't say that we brought you there. Just say that you wanted to go there."
Du Shaofu looked at the two of them and said, "Alright, bring me there."
Meng Laicai nodded. Then, the three of them went to the third floor together.
On the third floor, in a quiet and elegant private room, everything was decorated in an antique style.
A thin young man stood beside a graceful woman in a purple dress. The young man was very handsome. He had big charming eyes that were deep and bright. His delicate face was like a woman's. Especially his lips, which were outlined in a dazzling smile.
"Youruo, you know that you don't have to stay in your hometown. I don't want you to be stared at by other men every day. There are no good men," the thin young man said as he looked at the graceful woman.
The graceful woman in the purple dress smiled. Her delicate body was like a jade willow, light and tender. Her smile was very beautiful. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a very elegant temperament. Especially when she had just finished playing the zither, there was an antique aura. She was as beautiful as a fairy who had walked out of a painting. She was Murong Youruo.
"Alright, don't talk about this anymore. Thank you for coming today." Murong Youruo smiled at the thin young man. She pulled the thin young man to a seat without much restraint. It seemed that their relationship was not shallow.
"Guo Kun and He Jun, those two blind things, clearly know that you are my woman. How dare they cause trouble for you? It seems that I am usually too gentle," the thin young man said. The skinny young man said with a cold expression, "I'll get them to apologize to you personally."
"When did I become your woman?"
Murong Youruo looked at the thin young man and smiled. "You … I don't know what to say about you."
"But I want to know who that kid is. Why are you so nervous about him?" The thin young man stared at Murong Youruo, waiting for her answer.
"I am not nervous about him …"
For some reason, Murong Youruo's reaction to this sentence was particularly big. There was even a little blush on her cheeks. It seemed that she did not dare to look directly into the thin young man's eyes. "He saved me and even helped Xingyu. It was because of me that he got into trouble. So, I hope that he will be fine."
"You two are related. You just blushed. I have known you for so long, and this is the first time you are like this. You don't even dare to look into my eyes. So, you two are definitely related." The thin young man looked at Murong Youruo, his gaze fluctuating.
Creak …
At this moment, the door of the private room was opened. Then, three people walked in.
Looking at the three people who came in, Murong Youruo raised her head. Her eyes were filled with surprise.
Du Shaofu followed Han Xin and Meng Laicai to a private room on the third floor. Without knocking, Meng Laicai directly pushed the door open and saw Murong Youruo sitting together with a young man in the private room.
This Murong Youruo was the Murong Youruo that Du Shaofu was looking for. From Guo Kun's words in the morning, Du Shaofu had already guessed that Murong Youruo was the famous courtesan of the Old Flower Garden in the entire Lanling Prefecture City.
But for some reason, as soon as he walked into the private room, he saw Murong Youruo sitting together with a young man. The two of them were sitting very close to each other. They were even holding hands. It was obvious that their relationship was not shallow. This made Du Shaofu feel unhappy.
At this moment, the thin young man's gaze also fell on Han Xin, Meng Laicai, and Du Shaofu. His large eyes were slightly cold. He opened his mouth and said softly, "Han Xin, Meng Laicai, the two of you are becoming more and more unruly. First, it was Guo Kun and He Jun. Now, it's the two of you. It seems that the so-called Four Bears of Lanling are looking down on me more and more."
The thin young man's voice was very pleasant. He did not give Han Xin and Meng Laicai any face at all. He directly called the Hulan Young Masters the Four Bears of Lanling.
However, Han Xin and Meng Laicai were not angry at all in the face of this thin young man. It was as if being scolded by this thin young man was a very normal thing. Meng Laicai, in particular, had to put on a smile. He then pointed at Du Shaofu and said, "How would we dare to disturb you? We couldn't stop him. He was the one who insisted on looking for Miss Youruo."
As Meng Laicai's voice faded, the thin young man's gaze fell on Du Shaofu.
"Du Shaofu …" Murong Youruo exclaimed in shock.
Then, she got up and went to Du Shaofu's side. She did not expect Du Shaofu to come in with Meng Laicai and Han Xin. She smiled apologetically and said, "I was worried about whether I had come in with you. I forgot to arrange for you to come in. I'm really sorry."
"I thought it might be someone with the same name. I didn't expect it to be you."
Du Shaofu was surprised to see Murong Youruo, but he was not surprised. He then said to Murong Youruo, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I came in and heard a moving song. It was very pleasant to listen to."
Murong Youruo smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry."
Meng Laicai stared at Du Shaofu from the side with a look of disdain. He thought to himself, This guy clearly didn't say that in front of us. He clearly said that the zither music was still lacking.
"It was really pleasant to listen to," Du Shaofu said seriously.
"Youruo, so this kid is the Du Shaofu you were talking about."
The thin young man also got up and walked to Murong Youruo's side. Then, he took Murong Youruo's hands and played with them in his white palms, as if declaring his sovereignty. He glanced at Du Shaofu and said, "You look like a kid who is still wet behind the ears. I'm a little surprised that you can beat He Jun."
Du Shaofu didn't know why, but when he saw the thin young man playing with Murong Youruo's hand, he felt even more uncomfortable. He listened to the thin young man's words and said, "You also surprised me. It turns out that a man can be as good-looking as you. You look like a woman, but I feel that you're too feminine." Du Shaofu didn't know why.
"Kid, I dare you to say it again!" The thin young man's anger suddenly surged.
Du Shaofu had never been a person who gave in or was threatened. He immediately said, "I said you look like a woman. What's wrong with that?"
"I admire your courage."
As the skinny young man's voice faded, a terrifying aura erupted from his skinny body. This aura was so powerful that it caused the entire room to tremble. Han Xin's and Meng Laicai's expressions changed, but a faint smile appeared in their eyes.
[I'm a little slow writing today. There are more chapters, but brothers, save them for tomorrow. Don't delay your rest.]
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