"I don't lie to women."

Long Chen hugged Qing Meng.

It is true that she has never combed her hair. Although she was born in a brothel, she is still clean.

"What do you call the young master?"

After the matter was over, Qingmeng still didn't know Long Chen's name.

"Just call me Brother Chen, and you will know my name in the future."

Long Chen cannot reveal his identity for the time being.

Qingmeng could feel Long Chen's extraordinary temperament, and also knew that some people with high status were inconvenient to say their real names.

"Okay, I'm waiting for Brother Chen."

Qingmeng felt like tonight was like a dream, and he actually met the person he was destined for.

From now on, I don’t have to work in a brothel and live a miserable life.

After being gentle for a long time, Long Chen stood up and said: "I have something to do tonight, so I won't stay here for the night. You can call the madam over and I'll tell her."

Qing Meng nodded, stood up slowly, and put on her cheongsam.

The cheongsam was stained with blood, but fortunately the light was dim and it didn't look obvious.

Qingmeng slowly opened the door and asked the old madam to come over.

When the two came in, the old madam smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, young master, for combing Qing Meng. She is a lady from an official family, and she fell into this situation because of her family's financial difficulties."

Long Chen didn't talk nonsense to the old bustard, put the remaining two gold bars on the table, and said: "I know the rules of your brothel, this is a congratulatory gift."

If a girl from a brothel has her hair coiffed, the madam will ask for wedding money from her guests. This is the custom.
Chapter completed!