Going back to being twenty, taking her heartbroken son to a massage parlor.

inside the house.

Su Mu and his friends were having a blast.

The empty wine bottles on the coffee table were scattered about.

After finishing an old song, the four of them collapsed back onto the sofa, panting heavily.

The fourth brother, Brother Shu, wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes darting around until his gaze fell on the three Hanfu artisans huddled in the corner.

He pulled Zihan, whose voice was the softest, over to him.

They dragged the person to the very center of the living room.

"My dear sister, I personally selected you at great expense!"

"Don't just stand there and use it as wallpaper!"

"Come on, sing some upbeat little tunes for the older brothers!"

"Let's liven things up!"

Zi Han wore a light purple, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) today, which made her skin look snow-white.

She stood there awkwardly, clutching the wide sleeves of her Hanfu, her long legs nervously pressed together.

Her face turned bright red.

"Boss, this isn't quite right."

"We are legitimate entertainers."

"I can't sing those energetic songs."

Brother Shu immediately lost face.

The technician I chose didn't give me any face in front of my buddies.

That would be a huge loss.

"No way, you're in this line of work, why are you pretending to be some innocent, pure white lotus?"

"Just sing when I tell you to! What are you doing, all coy and hesitant?!"

The second son, Liao Tianci, couldn't stand it anymore.

He's a very wealthy and generous person; he never wastes time talking about things that can be solved with money.

He shoved Brother Tree away.

"Get out of here, what good work can you possibly do with your stingy attitude?"

"Get out of my way!"

"I'll add more money!"

Liao Tianci tugged at his collar, pulled out a wad of cash from his bag, and slapped it on the coffee table.

"Girl, we're all in this for the money, right? Who turns down money?"

"Ten thousand."

"To sing or not to sing?"

Zihan looked at the money on the table and shook her head repeatedly, her eyes resolute.

"Boss, it's not about the money, I really can't sing."

Liao Tianci was delighted.

We've met our match.

He simply took out his phone and opened the transfer interface.

"fifty thousand!"

Zihan shook her head again.

"One hundred thousand!"

"Just ask, and 100,000 yuan will be in your account immediately!"

Zihan continued to shake her head like a rattle drum.

Liao Tianci is really angry now.

One hundred thousand yuan!

Looking across the entire nightclub scene, which courtesan wouldn't be willing to pay up to you and call you "daddy" for 100,000 yuan?

Forget singing, I can even do the splits!

Why is this woman being invited over but refusing to sing? What is she trying to do?

"Don't you have any professional ethics?"

"You wouldn't sing even for 100,000? You must be wearing gold trim!"

Liao Tianci rolled up his sleeves, ready to erupt.

Just then, Su Mu, who had been sitting and drinking on the side, put down his cup.

"Alright, second brother."

Su Mu looked up at Zi Han.

I want to hear it.

Just those three words.

A miracle happened.

Zihan suddenly raised her head, and there was no trace of grievance in her big, watery eyes.

She took small, quick steps, like a fragrant breeze, and approached Su Mu directly.

The sound of the clip is sweet.

"Handsome guy!"

"I'll sing if you want to hear me sing!"

"However..."

Zihan bit her lower lip, her fingers tracing circles on Su Mu's shirt buttons.

"I'm going to put my arms around your neck and sing! Otherwise, I won't be able to find the right pitch!"

These words were spoken.

The living room was completely silent.

Zhang Chi, Liao Tianci, and Brother Shu stared at each other blankly.

My jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Nima!

This woman's true intentions have been revealed!

What's wrong with not being able to sing a catchy tune? What's wrong with money?

So they only care about looks!

This woman's double standards are absolutely outrageous!

Brother Shu clutched his chest and collapsed onto the sofa with a sorrowful expression.

"God, this world is so unfair to those of us who are not good-looking!"

"Even 100,000 yuan isn't enough; she's offering herself to a handsome guy!"

Su Mu was also speechless.

He had just noticed that the girl kept glancing in his direction out of the corner of her eye.

I just wanted to test the waters.

Surprisingly, he actually managed to trick them out.

This society that judges people by their appearance is hopeless.

Su Mu shifted his body back slightly.

"Forget it."

"I don't like this kind of style."

He originally intended to refuse outright.

But when he turned around, he saw his three good brothers staring at him expectantly.

His eyes were full of barely suppressed gossip and anticipation.

Su Mu sighed.

Come on, come on.

"My brothers all want to hear it, what can I do?"

"Consider it sacrificing yourself for your brother."

The voice just fell.

Zihan's original innocent and pitiful appearance vanished without a trace.

She looked at Su Mu with seductive eyes.

She was like a supple, beautiful snake, climbing up the pole and coiling herself around it.

Su Mu was completely dumbfounded.

This woman must have studied Sichuan opera face-changing, right?

Instantly activates Sage Mode?!

A plaintive and sorrowful prelude came from the speakers.

It's that classic song, "Du Shiniang".

Zihan held the microphone, her eyes glazed over.

"Under the lonely lamp at night~"

"I'm sitting alone in the cabin."

When singing the word "sit".

Zihan deliberately emphasized the nasal tone.

He then tried to sit down on Su Mu's lap.

Su Mu was startled.

Quickly reach out and push the person away.

"Hey, hey, this isn't appropriate, this isn't appropriate."

"We sell our art, not our bodies."

Liao Tianci, who was standing next to him, stared wide-eyed.

"Oh my god!"

"What kind of interesting singing style is this?"

"After all these years of frequenting brothels, this is truly an eye-opener!"

Zihan wasn't annoyed when she was pushed away.

Instead, she sang even more mournfully.

"I, Du Shiniang, am in the cabin~"

She leaned closer again.

She extended a slender, white finger and gently lifted Su Mu's chin.

Su Mu quickly turned his head to the side.

Hands clasped together.

He adopted a celibate demeanor, like Tang Sanzang who had mistakenly entered the Spider Cave.

"Amitabha Buddha, men and women should not touch each other."

"Please have some self-respect, female benefactor."

Brother Shu was laughing so hard he was rolling on the ground.

"Oh my god, Brother Mu looks so cheeky!"

"You're getting a good deal and then complaining!"

Zihan's singing voice became increasingly mournful and lingering.

"Waiting for my love~"

The single character "郎" (lang) caused her to take eighteen detours.

It's so good it makes your bones melt.

Two minutes later.

The song ended.

A thunderous commotion erupted in the living room.

Zhang Chi used an empty wine bottle as a drumstick and banged it loudly on the coffee table.

"good!"

"One more!"

Su Mu rubbed his burning ears.

He was being flirted with in various ways by such a top-tier beauty.

Any normal man would be tempted.

He picked up his glass and took a big gulp, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

at the same time.

In the hallway outside the door.

The motion-sensor lights in the hallway turned on.

A woman in a black trench coat stood in front of the door of room 805.

The draft in the corridor ruffled her hair.

She silently opened the designer handbag she was carrying.

He pulled out a gleaming iron hammer from inside.

She gripped the anti-slip texture on the handle tightly.

inside the house.

Zihan even threw away the microphone.

She held onto Su Mu's hand tightly and refused to let go.

"Brother~"

Why are you being so cold to me?

"I like handsome older brothers like you."

She rested her head on Su Mu's shoulder and rubbed against it.

"I heard you got divorced?"

"Then will you come with me?"

"I can earn 200,000 a month."

"I don't mind that you don't have money."

"I'll take care of you then!"

These words were spoken.

The entire living room fell silent for five seconds.

Even the background music in the speakers was superfluous.

Though living a life of hardship, my heart remains steadfast.

In ancient times, Du Shiniang angrily sank her treasure chest to redeem herself for love.

Zihan is currently earning money to support handsome men.

Is this love?

The three brothers were completely shocked.

Liao Tianci pinched his thigh.

"pain!"

"So being handsome really can make even the most beautiful courtesan fall for you!"

The ancients were right!

The third brother, Zhang Chi, was so anxious that he kept slapping his thigh.

"elder brother!"

"What are you standing there for!"

"Just say yes already!"

"Stop pretending to be all serious like Tang Sanzang; it makes me anxious for you!"

Tree Brother even jumped onto the coffee table.

"Don't say anything!"

"Let's go to the bridal chamber now!"

"Make room for you on this sofa!"

In their view.

There are such stunning beauties who are willing to throw themselves at you.

No responsibility.

There's still money to spend.

This is like a windfall from heaven.

Only a fool would refuse.

Outside.

The woman with the hammer listened to the foul language coming from inside.

Especially the line "Let's go to the bridal chamber now."

Her chest heaved violently.

The veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping the hammer, bulged.

She looked down at the hammer in her hand.

I weighed the amount in my hand.

He put the hammer back into his bag.

He pulled out a sharp fruit knife with his other hand.

The blade gleamed coldly in the dim light of the hallway.