In the private room of Jiu Si Xuan in the county, as soon as Mu Xiaxia entered, she saw a middle-aged man dressed in splendid clothes sitting in the center of the north.
The man had a corpulent figure, his belly round and full, and upon seeing her, a gleam appeared in his eyes that was extremely unpleasant.
It resembled the look of those selecting meat when she accompanied her second aunt to the market.
"Auntie..." Mu Xiaxia looked fearfully at Mrs. Jin.
"Good child, don't be afraid, this is Landlord Yang, quickly call Mr. Yang!"
Mrs. Jin's face was beaming, her smile radiant.
But the more Mrs. Jin behaved like this, the more frightened Mu Xiaxia felt.
Her hands and feet turned slightly weak.
Nonetheless, she timidly called out: "Yang... Mr. Yang!"
"Ah~ it's Xiaxia, isn't it? Come, sit here!" Landlord Yang squeezed out a smile he thought was kind, yet it was extremely lecherous.
