Transmigrated Female Official

Wu Yang didn't appear on stage until after lunchtime. The same heavenly flute music accompanied the guqin and singing. This time, the melody was different from the previous one's melancholy; it was light and pleasant, making Chu Qingluo feel refreshed.

Just as I was enjoying myself, a woman in the next booth suddenly jumped up and shouted downstairs, "Change the music! Change the music!"

Hearing the music, the guests downstairs looked up and whispered among themselves. But the music inside the hall didn't stop; it continued.

Chu Qinglu couldn't help but scrutinize the strange woman. She was dressed in a purple dress, her face slightly flushed, and two men sat beside her. They probably had just had a few drinks and were now acting drunk.

The woman, supporting herself with her hands on the table, yelled downstairs, "Are you all deaf?! I'm in a bad mood today! Are you laughing at me by singing such a cheerful tune?!"

At this moment, the waiter from Miaoyinfang hurried up to her and said with a smile, "Miss Long, yesterday you said that the music in our shop was sad, so we specially selected this piece. Today you... Please forgive us, Miss, and don't make things difficult for me."

Even with the waiter's suggestion, Miss Long still refused, saying sternly, "Just change it when I tell you to! Why all the nonsense?!"

Hearing this, Chu Qingluo frowned and asked Gongsun Yu, "Who is this Miss Long? Why is she making such a grand entrance?"

Gongsun Yu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Seeing the waiter still trying to persuade her, the man beside Miss Long chimed in, "Our master ordered a change of tune! Didn't you hear? Why aren't you going yet?!"

Chu Qinglu scoffed at the scene: "There are all kinds of birds in a big forest."

The waiter was standing there looking embarrassed when Miss Long saw that he still didn't move, so she picked up a wine glass and threw it downstairs!

With a crash, the wine glass shattered instantly in the center of the table.

The music stopped abruptly, and the place fell into a deathly silence.

"Oh, Miss Long, I beg you, please stop throwing wine glasses downstairs. I'll go and report this to the shop owner right away!" The waiter realized that further persuasion was useless, so he had no choice but to slink downstairs and report the situation to the shop owner.

A short while later, the waiter went up on stage and whispered something to the musician... Then, the music in the hall started again, but it changed to a different, melancholic style.

They thought that this would calm Miss Long down, but she only became more outrageous and unrestrained, constantly demanding that the music be changed. Some of the customers in the brothel couldn't stand her antics and left one after another.

Chu Qingluo couldn't stand it and wanted to confront this Miss Long, but Gongsun Yu stopped her, reminding her that reasoning with a drunk person was pointless.

Suddenly, Miss Long smashed another wine glass down the stairs, heading straight towards Wu Yang!

Fortunately, Wu Yang reacted quickly and dodged in time, otherwise her face would have been bruised again.

Seeing this, Miss Long shouted from upstairs, "Didn't I say yesterday that I don't like flute music?! Why are you still playing it?!"

The performance at Miaoyin Pavilion was once again brought to a halt by the wine glass that fell from the sky. Everyone looked up and glared angrily at the private booths on the second floor, while the waiter hurriedly ran towards the stairs.

This is clearly a disruption!

The shop owner could tolerate it, but Chu Qingluo couldn't. She grabbed the teacup she was sitting on and walked towards the private room where Miss Long was. Gongsun Yu knew that he couldn't stop her now, so he followed closely behind.

As soon as Chu Qingluo arrived in front of Miss Long, she splashed the tea in her cup onto her face without saying a word!

Since you can't reason with a drunk person, you might as well not try.

Miss Long and the two men beside her were stunned.

"you--!"

Before they could react, Chu Qingluo launched into a tirade: "What do you mean, 'you'? This is a public place! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you've had a few drinks. If you want to act wildly, go home and do it. Don't embarrass yourself here!"

Chu Qingluo's sudden appearance left Wu Yang downstairs completely stunned. He had no idea she would come today, and he never imagined she would see him in such a disheveled state.

The man next to Miss Long was the first to come to his senses. He moved closer to Chu Qingluo, pushing her shoulder while shouting, "Who are you?! Do you know who our master is?!"

Seeing this, Gongsun Yu stepped forward and shoved the man to the ground. "Get out of the way!"

She had never seen Gongsun Yu angry before; this was the first time. At this moment, besides the anger she had just felt, Chu Qingluo was also secretly thrilled, thinking he was incredibly cool.

Miss Long also came to her senses and raised her hand to slap Chu Qingluo, but Gongsun Yu caught her in time, and with considerable force.

Feeling her wrist about to be crushed, Miss Long roared, "Let go of me! Where did you come from? How dare you hurt me!"

Another man saw this and immediately stepped forward to help, but was kicked away by Gongsun Yu!

The waiter also came over to dissuade him: "Young Master Gongsun, please don't get angry, please don't get angry."

Seeing that Gongsun Yu still showed no intention of letting go, Chu Qinglu gave him a wink, and he then shook off Miss Long's hand.

Miss Long rubbed her slightly red wrists, realizing that the people she brought were no match for Gongsun Yu. Her arrogance diminished considerably. She glared fiercely at Chu Qingluo and the other woman, gritting her teeth and saying, "Dare to offend me? State your name if you dare!"

Chu Qinglu rolled her eyes: "I say, Miss, if you don't like the sound of the flute, then don't come to Miaoyin Pavilion. Go wherever you want, no one is forcing you. Why come here every day and spoil everyone's fun?"

Miss Long snorted coldly: "I just happen to love coming here, what's it to you?!"

Chu Qingluo squinted slightly, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and asked, "The bruise on the flute player's forehead downstairs was from when you hit her yesterday, wasn't it?"

Miss Long glanced at Wu Yang downstairs and said disdainfully, "So what if it is?"

"I want you to apologize to him." Chu Qingluo's tone was calm, but it carried an air of undeniable authority.

"What a joke!" Miss Long shouted, her eyes wide with anger. "Don't you even know who I am? How could I possibly apologize to a mere man!"

"I don't care who you are!" Chu Qingluo's temper flared up as well. She grabbed her collar and pulled hard, gritting her teeth, "He's my man! You dare leave a bruise on his flawless face? Believe me, I can leave an even uglier, darker scar on your ugly, yellow face too!!" With that, she slammed the teacup onto the table...

The teacup shattered into pieces instantly!

Chu Qingluo picked up a small shard of porcelain and pretended to slash the Dragon Girl's face. "This scar will be absolutely disgusting—"