Young Master Gao? Call me Little Grand Secretary!

When faced with this difficult question, Gao Zhao did not choose not to answer. Instead, he remained calm, showing that composure was more important than any ability!

"Don't you recognize me, young lady?" Gao Zhao's expression froze, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. He forced a bitter smile and said in a dry voice, "I first met you at the theater..."

Xiangnu's heart skipped a beat. She realized she had miscalculated. In her spare time, she often went to the brothels and theaters to flirt with these young men. She probably saw so many people that she forgot about him.

This approach has many advantages. First, these teenagers are easy to fool; a little bit of sweetness is enough to get them to spend money lavishly.

Secondly, she also had needs. Rather than getting entangled with those greasy old perverts, why not have fun with these young men!

Thirdly, it is also to expand their customer base.

Of course, not everyone can take the bait; there are always those who reject her. The one in front of her must have rejected her then but now regrets it and has deliberately sought her out.

For such a sensitive boy, she had to demonstrate her uniqueness and make him feel that he was special to her.

These are all tips for managing your customers!

Xiangnu unconsciously tightened the silk handkerchief at her waist with her fingertips, her face still bearing her usual gentle and charming smile, but a trace of panic flashed quickly in her eyes, which she quickly concealed.

"Oh, I remember now!" Xiangnu feigned sudden realization, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, followed by a shy and gentle smile, looking docile and clean.

She blinked gently, her voice sweet and soft, tinged with a hint of embarrassment: "Oh dear, young master's attire is different today than the other day, I didn't recognize you at first glance..."

She gently pinched the handkerchief between her fingertips, her cheeks slightly flushed, as if she truly felt guilty for misremembering the person.

Gao Zhao chuckled inwardly. See? These women never tell the truth!

If you understand their needs, even the fake can become the real!

Gao Zhao gave a shy smile at the opportune moment: "I specially changed into these new clothes today because I wanted to see Miss Xiangnu..."

Upon hearing this, Xiangnu felt slightly relieved, thinking to herself that she had guessed correctly and managed to cover it up. She didn't dare to continue the conversation about their first meeting, for fear of revealing a flaw and displeasing Fan Tong, thus missing out on this lucrative opportunity.

"Sigh..." Xiangnu sighed softly, her gaze gentle yet tinged with regret as she looked at him quietly. Her voice was slow and drawn-out: "Young master, as a student of the Imperial Academy, you should prioritize your studies so that you may have a bright future. You shouldn't have come to a place like this, a place of pleasure."

Oh, so you're already trying to create a persona?

If I really leave, you'll probably be unhappy again!

Upon hearing this, Gao Zhao lowered his head, his hands hanging limply at his sides, slightly clenched, looking ashamed and helpless. He opened his mouth as if to speak but hesitated, finally mustering his courage to stammer, "Since we parted last time, I have missed Miss Xiangnu day and night, which is why I couldn't help but come looking for her!"

Xiangnu's heart stirred slightly, and a hint of triumphant smile flashed across her eyes, only to be instantly covered by a gentle and regretful expression.

As expected, he was a naive young man deeply in love. He was easily distracted by her words and completely fell into her rhythm. She was surprisingly easy to control!

She lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, looking both touched by the sincerity and conflicted. Her gentle features resembled those of a girl next door, and her tone was soft and sincere: "Why bother, young master? Why not finish this cup of tea and go back? It's very expensive here; don't waste your money here."

Upon hearing this, Gao Zhao abruptly stood up, grabbed Xiang Nu's hand, and said with a flushed face, "I'm not afraid to spend money, I have money! My family is a prominent family in Jiangning, and I'm their only child, I don't lack money! Please don't send me away..."

"I didn't kick you out... um..."

Before Xiangnu could finish speaking, Gao Zhao covered her mouth. The young man's inexperienced yet passionate actions caused her pain, and she struggled, saying, "No..."

Gao Zhao ignored him and just kept gnawing on the food.

Xiangnu could only gasp, "No...not here...go to the inner room..."

This time Gao Zhao obeyed, picked her up horizontally, and walked into the inner room...

……

After a long silence, Xiangnu, her face cold, dressed herself and glared at Gao Zhao, saying, "I thought you were different from others, but I didn't expect you to be just like this. All those sweet words were just for my sake!"

Gao Zhao was deeply ashamed. He reached out to pull at Xiang Nu's clothes, but hesitated and withdrew his hand, stammering, "I...I couldn't help myself..."

Xiangnu stood up, fastened her silk skirt, glanced at him sideways, and said in a cold yet aggrieved voice, "You young men from noble families, you talk about love as deep as the sea, but in the end, aren't you just like those patrons, only seeking momentary pleasure? Once the novelty wears off, you turn your backs on us women. I've seen this kind of thing too many times!"

"No, no way!" Gao Zhao waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of anxiety. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I... I'm willing to redeem you! Come back to Jiangning with me, and I'll do whatever you want in the future, okay?"

"what!"

His words surprised Xiangnu!

She had originally intended to make Fan Tong feel guilty for spending so much money here because he seemed honest and straightforward, but she never expected him to say something so shocking—he actually wanted to marry her! Was he kidding her?

Who did she think she was? How could such wealthy and powerful families possibly accept her?

"Don't try to fool me with those words, I don't believe you!"

"I'm not lying to you!" Gao Zhao exclaimed anxiously, then suddenly raised a finger and said, "I, Fan Tong, swear here and now that if I'm lying to Miss Xiangnu, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death..."

"Alright, alright!" Xiangnu quickly stopped him, seeing that the time was almost right, and said coquettishly, "I didn't say I didn't believe you, why did you make such a vicious oath!"

"Miss Xiangnu isn't angry anymore!" Gao Zhao was overjoyed. He took her hand and said happily, "Then let's go find the owner here and talk about redeeming her!"

"Are you serious?" Xiangnu's heart skipped a beat. She forced herself to remain calm and shook her head, tentatively asking, "This isn't a joke; it costs a lot of money!"

"It's alright, I have money!" Gao Zhao said eagerly, patting his chest with great pride.

Seeing his appearance, Xiangnu's heart stirred. Her eyes sparkled, and she said softly, "If you really care, then come again tomorrow. I'll speak to Mother first, and based on our years of friendship, she might make an exception and save you some money."

"Need not……"

"There will be many places to spend money in the future, so it's always good to save some."

"Miss Xiangnu is truly thrifty and good at managing a household!"

Xiangnu smiled and said softly, "Then please come again tomorrow, young master! You are a student of the Imperial Academy, so don't neglect your studies!"

"Hmm!" Gao Zhao responded, turning to look at the sky outside, and said in a low voice, "Miss Xiangnu, it's still early, let's do it again!"

"Ah! You just now..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gao Zhao pushed her down again.

……

After a long while, Gao Zhao, still marveling at Xiang Nu's exquisite skills, walked towards the Biyong.

Xiangnu also went to the brothel madam to discuss redeeming herself.

"Xiangnu, we've known each other for many years. I'm naturally happy for you that you've found a good place. Just give me two hundred strings of cash so I can explain things to my master, and that will be enough!"

"No, you want a thousand strings of cash from him!"

"Huh? You don't haggle like that!"

"Men are often fickle, I need to give myself some security! Besides, I don't want his money, I want his attitude!"

Madam: "..."