Shengjing Noble

Fu Muyin turned around and walked into the theater again. The waiter who had just received her was busy greeting others.

When he saw her come in, he rushed over to stop her.

"Hey, hey, hey, why did you come in again? Hurry up..."

Before he finished speaking, he noticed the man behind her. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly put on a flattering smile, nodded and bowed, and walked around to greet him.

"Isn't this the eldest young master? How come you have time to come here today? Come in quickly, please. Your seat has been reserved for you."

After saying that, he did not forget to push Fu Muyin and asked her to stand aside.

"Hey you..."

She staggered a few steps to the side, her face filled with anger.

Seeing this, Ji Qingluo quickly went up to protect her behind him and angrily scolded her: "How dare you treat a guest like this in front of me?"

The young man said quickly: "Sir, you don't know, this woman is not a good person, she just came to cause trouble."

Fu Muyin was not convinced and argued: "Am I causing trouble or are you enriching yourself? Explain yourself!"

"Embed yourself in the pocket?" Ji Qingluo frowned.

The servant's eyes flashed with guilt, and he hurriedly explained: "Master, don't listen to her nonsense, this woman has bad intentions!"

"Miss Lu, can you tell me what's going on?"

Fu Muyin quickly told him everything that had just happened.

"I wanted to go in and watch the show, but he told me there were no ordinary seats left. There was only one private room left, and if I wanted it, I had to pay five hundred taels."

"What? Five hundred taels!"

Ji Qingluo glared at the boy angrily: "Tell me clearly, what's going on?"

"No, that's not the case, Master, please don't listen to his nonsense..."

The servant was so frightened that his face turned pale. He tried to explain hastily, but he couldn't make any sense.

Fu Muyin continued, "If you don't believe me, you can just ask them one by one. Someone must have bought from him, otherwise he wouldn't be so skilled."

"Somebody come!"

Ji Qingluo shouted angrily, and people in the theater not far away hurried over.

"Master, please give your orders."

"Investigate thoroughly!"

"Yes!"

The man turned and went upstairs, and after a while, he came down with a few people.

"The show is about to start, why did you call us down? We paid a lot of money for the seats!"

"Yeah, yeah, you guys aren't trying to grab a spot, are you? That won't do!"

"Today is Miss Yanhong's last show, please don't delay us from watching the show!"

……

Ji Qingluo stepped forward and asked, "Everyone, I am the young master of this theater. May I ask who bought your seats from?"

One of them pointed at the boy next to him and said, "He sold it to us."

"He also sold me my seat, and he told me that there were no more seats left, and that I would have to pay a high price if I wanted to watch the show."

"I spent a hundred taels, you won't regret it, right?"

When they heard the price of one hundred taels, the other people were immediately shocked.

"What! He asked me for three hundred taels!"

"I spent two hundred taels!"

"I spent one hundred and fifty taels!"

……

Everyone had a different price, and an argument broke out immediately.

Fu Muyin was even more depressed. She thought to herself, do I look so resentful?

Why do others ask for one hundred, two hundred, or at most three hundred, but she asks for five hundred?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She grabbed the waiter and asked, "What do you mean? Why did you ask me for five hundred taels?"

Ji Qingluo threatened: "Still not answering?"

"Yes... Mainly because this girl came alone, and she looked gentle and easy to talk to... The most important thing is... her clothes made her look like she was very rich... Who knew she was so stingy..."

Fu Muyin was so angry that she couldn't help but kick the boy.

This was the first time she hit someone, and she felt extremely refreshed.

"you liar!"

Ji Qingluo had a smile on his face and kept his eyes on her. He felt that this girl was sweet and soft, and actually had such a side to her.

It's so cute.

"Come here, tell him to hand over all the money to the guests, and then send him to the authorities."

"Yes!"

After taking care of the waiter, the other guests went back to watch the show.

Fu Muyin breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at the man and asked, "So you are the young master of this theater. I'm so sorry."

"What's so disrespectful about that? But these are all passed down from our ancestors. They have nothing to do with me."

"That's pretty impressive too. If I remember correctly, the Ji family is now the richest family in Shengjing City, right?"

"Miss Lu is exaggerating. It's not that great. It's just average."

"No matter what, I still want to thank Master Ji for helping me vent my anger."

"How did it become me helping you? It was clearly you who helped me."

"I'll help you?"

"Yes, you helped me get rid of this guy who lined his pockets and protected the reputation of the theater. Otherwise, I don't know how many customers would have been cheated in the future."

"It's just a small favor, nothing to mention." Fu Muyin lowered her head and smiled, her face blushing with shyness.

"Let's go. I'll treat you to a show as a reward."

"Ah."

Fu Muyin did not hesitate this time, after all, she knew the other party's identity.

However, he thought of the son of the richest man that Su Shengming had mentioned before, and it seemed to be Ji Qingluo.

Is this considered fate?

It's really magical.

……

An hour passed after watching the show.

Fu Muyin had to admit that there was a reason why this theater was so popular. The beautiful girl, Yanhong, was not only stunningly beautiful, but also had great skills, which was eye-opening.

And she looks so young, why is she thinking of leaving the theater and getting married? What a pity!

If she could continue singing, she might become the most powerful Qingyi in the world.

"Let's go, it's time to reveal the bet." Ji Qingluo said.

Fu Muyin nodded, then followed him downstairs to the backstage.

As soon as they entered, the two felt a strong atmosphere of sadness, and several people were gathered together crying.

The one in the middle is the bright red girl. She hasn’t had time to remove her makeup, and the paint on her face has melted by her tears, making it look dirty.

"Sister Yanhong, have you really decided to leave? Woo woo woo..."

"Sister Hong, we can't bear to part with you... Will you come back in the future?"

"Wuwuwu... Yanhong, after you leave Lixiang Garden, you must live a good life in the future..."

……

Yanhong nodded and choked up and said, "You guys have to be well too. I'll come back to see you often when I'm free."

Several people were crying together, all of them were reluctant to leave.

After Fu Muyin and Ji Qingluo walked in, the group of people immediately dispersed and all stood up.

"Why are you crying?"

Ji Qingluo asked with a smile, his eyes falling on the tear-stained faces of several people.

Yanhong hurriedly wiped her tears and stood up: "Master, you are here."

"Well, you will leave Lixiang Garden tomorrow, so I came to see you."

"Thank you, young master. I will never play with your kindness in my life."