Shi Xiulan took her to the place where she opened her eyes, which was Wanhualou.

The name of Wanhualou is cheesy, but the men inside are dressed in red and green, and they are dressed up very enchantingly. It's a pity that they went at the wrong time, and now that the sky is blue and white, Wanhualou naturally did not welcome guests.

Chu Jiaojiao was carried into Wanhua Building.

Shi Xiulan was used to being arrogant, and as soon as she entered the door, she shouted at the top of her voice: "Where is the old bustard? Where did you die, and you didn't come forward to greet any guests when you came to the door? ”

The loud voice roared, and after a short time, a head dressed up poked out from the second floor.

"Yo! It turned out that two distinguished guests were here, hurry up, there is an invitation inside. ”

The God of Wealth is here, so naturally he has to greet him well.

The old bustard quickly went downstairs, twisted his waist and came to the two, and was not surprised to see Chu Jiaojiao drunk: "I heard that Chu Niangzi fell into the water and had a high fever, and now I look at it, this face seems to be really a little red." Isn't it still hot? ”

"What nonsense did the bustard say, my eldest sister was happy, and I drank two cups with my sister. No, come over to vent your anger. Old rule, hurry up and let the beautiful ladies in your building come out to welcome guests! ”

Shi Xiulan's slippery eyes meant something.

The old bustard was thorough, and raised his eyebrows at the moment: "Old rules? That account, is it still recorded on Chu Niangzi according to the old rules? ”

"Long-winded, I still ask if I know! Go and call someone. ”

Shi Xiulan drove people impatiently and walked to the private room on the second floor.

The old bustard gave a look, and when there were two delicate husbands supporting Chu Jiaojiao, he directly threw the person into the couch behind the private room and closed the door.

The room was quiet again, but in the next room, Shi Xiulan's flirtatious laughter came from time to time.

Chu Jiaojiao slowly sat up straight, took a fruit from the plate on the table, put it in her mouth and gnawed it slowly.

The memories in her head were scattered fragments, occasionally coherent and sometimes unable to remember anything. But she still doesn't remember that Shi Xiulan deliberately set up a situation to frame her.

Shi Xiulan took her to the place where she opened her eyes, which was Wanhualou.

The name of Wanhualou is cheesy, but the men inside are dressed in red and green, and they are dressed up very enchantingly. It's a pity that they went at the wrong time, and now that the sky is blue and white, Wanhualou naturally did not welcome guests.

Chu Jiaojiao was carried into Wanhua Building.

Shi Xiulan was used to being arrogant, and as soon as she entered the door, she shouted at the top of her voice: "Where is the old bustard? Where did you die, and you didn't come forward to greet any guests when you came to the door? ”

The loud voice roared, and after a short time, a head dressed up poked out from the second floor.

"Yo! It turned out that two distinguished guests were here, hurry up, there is an invitation inside. ”

The God of Wealth is here, so naturally he has to greet him well.

The old bustard quickly went downstairs, twisted his waist and came to the two, and was not surprised to see Chu Jiaojiao drunk: "I heard that Chu Niangzi fell into the water and had a high fever, and now I look at it, this face seems to be really a little red." Isn't it still hot? ”

"What nonsense did the bustard say, my eldest sister was happy, and I drank two cups with my sister. No, come over to vent your anger. Old rule, hurry up and let the beautiful ladies in your building come out to welcome guests! ”

Shi Xiulan's slippery eyes meant something.

The old bustard was thorough, and raised his eyebrows at the moment: "Old rules? That account, is it still recorded on Chu Niangzi according to the old rules? ”

"Long-winded, I still ask if I know! Go and call someone. ”

Shi Xiulan drove people impatiently and walked to the private room on the second floor.

The old bustard gave a look, and when there were two delicate husbands supporting Chu Jiaojiao, he directly threw the person into the couch behind the private room and closed the door.

The room was quiet again, but in the next room, Shi Xiulan's flirtatious laughter came from time to time.

Chu Jiaojiao slowly sat up straight, took a fruit from the plate on the table, put it in her mouth and gnawed it slowly.

The memories in her head were scattered fragments, occasionally coherent and sometimes unable to remember anything. But she still doesn't remember that Shi Xiulan deliberately set up a situation to frame her.