Young Master Chen's eyes were confused, looking at the bizarre stage, and his gestures were like marionettes. Others thought he was spending a lot of money, and no one could see that he was no longer himself.

Of course, the old bustard in Gentle Township is very happy, and there is no reason why someone throws a lot of money and does not accept it.

"Today's Oiran has been chosen, and it's our flower slave girl!"

Everyone cheered and applauded, but Young Master Nachen didn't look very excited, he applauded mechanically with an expressionless face, and then he was greeted to the back.

Qian'er lost the election, as if she didn't expect it, turned her head and glared at the benefactor, and stomped away angrily. The benefactor was also helpless: "The opponent is the son of the city lord, what can I do." ”

He wasn't angry, Qian'er left, and laughed with other wine and meat friends, and then found a girl, anyway, there are always new people here for the old people.

Qian'er returned to her room in the backyard, she was resentful in her heart, she always felt that she was similar to the flower slave's appearance and skills, she thought that she had found the gold master in advance and discussed it, and she could win the championship in one fell swoop tonight. The more Qian'er thought about it, the more strange it became, so she washed her face and secretly went to the flower slave room to hear what was going on.

The two rooms were on the same floor, and Qian'er went around to the opposite side and hid outside the window to look inside. I saw Young Master Chen sitting at the table with his back to the window, his back straight, drinking alone. Hua Nu took the piano, walked out slowly, and gave him a big salute.

"Thank you for your love, and the flower slave is grateful."

Young Master Chen's voice entered the water calmly: "No need, it should be." ”

Hua Nu sat down opposite him and poured him a glass of wine: "Please forgive the slave family for talking too much, this should be the first time the son and the slave family have met, right?" Hua Nu doesn't know how to be virtuous, and he can be so loved by his son. ”

Young Master Chen drank the wine solemnly, and his voice was still calm: "It's not the first time I've seen you, you helped me, I'm here to repay my kindness." ”

"I helped you?" The flower slave was surprised.

Qian'er outside the window was even more surprised, this flower slave looked cold on weekdays, and he boasted that he never pleased the dignitaries and nobles, and he had already befriended the young master of the city lord's family! Qian'er was so angry that she wrung the silk scarf in her hand. With such an opportunity, she actually made a lot of money quietly!

Young Master Chen said, "I once asked you to borrow a set of clothes, and you gave it to me without hesitation. ”

"Clothes?" Hua Nu listened even more inexplicably, "When did Childe ask me to borrow clothes?" ”

"On the day of Xuannu's birthday, I asked you to borrow a set of fairy clothes."

Xuannu's birthday? Not only did Hua Nu not understand, but Qian'er outside the window couldn't understand either. What does Young Master Chen want, how can he ask the flower slave to borrow clothes, and it is a fairy dress? This is their dress......

"The situation was critical that day, and I wouldn't have been able to ...... if the girl hadn't borrowed my dress."

Young Master Chen didn't understand what she said, she didn't close her mouth for a long time, she remembered that she did give a person clothes on the day of Xuannu's birthday, but it wasn't Young Master Chen. Could it be that Young Master Chen has that kind of habit? That......

Young Master Chen said: "My time is running out, I want to repay all the unrepaid kindness, and all the unfulfilled wishes." Money is an external thing, and there is one more thing, I hope the girl can help me. ”

"Son, son, please speak." Hua Nu was dizzy when he heard it, this time the young master spoke too strangely.

"I've never been married, can you marry me?"

The cup in the hand of the flower slave fell to the ground.

Outside the window, the silk handkerchief in Qian'er's hand also fell to the ground.