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Chapter 13 - The Sycophantic Gigolo

Chapter 13: The Pampered Little Prostitute Acts Spoiled

At this thought, Madam's eyes crinkled into a smile, nearly vanishing from her face.

Su Ye caught the overwhelming sweet scent of rouge and glanced past Madam into Spring-Welcoming House before speaking up,

"I'm just here to sit for a while today."

No sooner had she said this than Madam grabbed her sleeve, pulling her inside Spring-Welcoming House.

As they walked, Madam laughed and said,

"I know, I know, you and Cheng Huan fancy each other; you want to buy his freedom, so of course I, as Madam, must part with him."

As she spoke, Madam already had Su Ye stepping over the threshold.

Next, Madam called to a servant,

"Go, get Cheng Huan, tell him to come keep the Young City Lord company."

As soon as Su Ye entered, all the ladies of Spring-Welcoming House looked on with envy, their little handkerchiefs near twisted to pieces.

Xing trailed behind Su Ye, following dutifully along.

She vaguely heard jealous whispers from the ladies by the door,

"The Young City Lord is here looking for Cheng Huan AGAIN?"

"That Cheng Huan sure has skills, stringing the Young City Lord along like that, coming every day to scatter money."

One girl said sourly,

"Too bad our Young City Lord isn't a man. Otherwise, with my tricks, I'd have her absolutely bewitched!"

After saying that, she even pushed out her chest, showing off her impressive figure.

Xing overheard this, dropped her head, and clicked her tongue quietly.

This was her first time coming here with the Young City Lord; usually, the Young City Lord came with servants and guards in tow.

Now she truly saw it—these women were like wolves and tigers, even the Young City Lord wasn't spared.

Madam kept hold of Su Ye's arm as she led her right to the heart of Spring-Welcoming House.

Hardly had she gotten Su Ye settled when she spotted some wealthy official guests and hurried over to entertain them.

Su Ye stood there, taking the entire scene in with crystal clarity.

Scarlet curtains hung high above, and in a corner pool, men and women frolicked, drinking and carousing.

A grand staircase spiraled up from the center, and right on the steps, a feckless couple were undressing and making out.

The walls rang with girls' gleeful laughter, half-naked men dashed about, eyes all shining with excitement.

Su Ye sat in a chair, swept her eyes around, and grew intrigued.

This Spring-Welcoming House was the hottest brothel in Xuan Yue City, just as described in her book.

Only, there weren't many scenes here—just a brief mention during her and Su Ruoruo's face-off in the place.

She cradled her hot tea, sipping as she stared around wide-eyed, afraid she'd miss some juicy scene.

While watching, her mind wandered to vivid scenarios from her own novel.

Serving maids frolicking—check, got it.

Petal-filled wine pools—check, those are here too.

These decadent, dazzling scenes of debauchery… Just what she'd written.

Damn, it really is beautiful.

As she looked, an even thicker scent than Madam's powder hit her nose.

Soon after, a deliberately coquettish voice called out,

"Young City Lord~ Why are you so late~~?"

At that, Su Ye got goosebumps all over in disgust.

She looked up and saw a slender young man with powder on his face, lips pouting, putting on his most spoiled act.

Su Ye stared at the man for a full three seconds.

She forced down the urge to gag.

After a long beat, she managed,

"Cheng Huan?"

Last time she'd seen him, he hadn't been dolled up and looked pretty normal.

Who'd have thought, with a face full of makeup now, she almost hadn't recognized him.

The man walked up to Su Ye, grabbed her robe, and with a tiny fist, thumped her on the shoulder.

"Hmph! So you DO remember to come find me~"

Su Ye sat there, stunned by the little fists hammering away.

Really, love your job if you must—last time at the City Lord Mansion, Su Ye lost control and kicked him out cold.

And now, here he was, flirting and bickering like nothing happened.

Impressive, actually.

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