"Speaking of which," Le Zhao wondered, "when did I ever tell you that Allure is mine?"
"Not long ago." Duan Yunfei pursed his thin lips and smiled faintly, "Just a few months ago, the night before we left for Xiuying Mansion."
Le Zhao shivered and nervously asked, "Besides that, I didn't say anything else, did I?"
"You did!" Duan Yunfei said, "The auction house on Qing Lake Street in the Capital, the pawnshop on Dragon Tiger Street, the tavern on Fugui Street, the rouge shop on Ruoyue Street..."
"Enough, enough!"
Le Zhao held his forehead; next time, he wouldn't dare to get drunk even if it killed him!
"Not bad, Le Zhao!" Duan Yunfei raised an eyebrow, "If you hadn't gotten drunk, I wouldn't have known that someone clueless about business like you could manage these shops so well."
Le Zhao laughed dryly.
Xuan Ming admired, "They're all well-known shops in the Capital. Young Master Le, you're really hiding your capabilities!"
