"Thank you."

Long Chen took his coat and returned to the room on the first floor wearing only a pair of pants.

Close the door, take off your clothes, and put on clean clothes.

"Comb my hair for me."

Long Chen sat beside the bed, and Ya'er crawled over and took out her own small comb to comb Long Chen's hair.

"I only comb my wife's hair..."

Ya'er muttered, unwillingly.

Long Chen knew that Ya'er wanted money, so he said: "I'll give you a gold coin."

Ya'er immediately changed her face: "Thank you, dad."

After combing his hair, Long Chen leaned against the window to blow some air.

The hair is too long and needs to be dried.

A few men walked out from the first floor downstairs, wearing silk clothes.

Several people leaned on the railing and whispered something.

One of them looked up and saw Long Chen, then quickly lowered his head.

Ya'er saw it and whispered: "Dad, these people don't look like good people."
Chapter completed!