Scum Man Cannot Redeem Himself - chapter 61

On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, the sun was very good, and Fuqing City was full of rich flavor of the new year.

Ning Qing got up early in the morning, finished her grooming, and walked to the boss’s mansion.

After waiting for a while, she got a reply, the flower boss returned late the previous night and was still resting. He asked her to come again later.

But it wasn’t easy for her to come to Fuqing City, so how could she go back? He was just late, and it should be no big deal to wait a few more hours. After the boss slept comfortably, maybe he would be in a good mood, so the matter of flowers would be settled well.

Ning Qing was fantasizing, so she said to the servant that she would wait there.

Seeing that Ning Qing insisted on waiting, the servant went in again to the old lady Yunming. The old lady heard that for the first time a woman came to the house to find her son. She was overjoyed and asked about the situation in detail. When she heard that it was a woman dressed up light, she was very ashamed. It was cold outside. If they let the woman wait outside, it would make their family seem not human. So she sent someone to call the woman into the house.

Ning Qing waited for a while, and the servant came out and asked her to enter the house and wait. Ning Qing was really happy. No matter what, she could enter the door. There was progress. So she happily followed the servant into the mansion.

This house was very beautiful. For the first time, Ning Qing had seen the house floor laid with jade. She was used to seeing blue bricks and tiles.

She followed the servant into the flower hall. There it was another scenery, the hall was extremely exquisite. The tables and chairs were all made of good wood, there was a fragrance in the house, not because of some spices, but the entire furniture in the hall.

It was fragrant but refreshing, as if people were in the midst of flowers.

Some maids brought in tea and snacks, and they also lighted a stove and added a warming pad. Soon, the flower hall was full of warmth.

Ning Qing waited quietly. Time flew a little bit slowly. It may be that the house was too comfortable and suitable for relaxing in this winter that Ning Qing actually fell asleep with her head tilted on the chair.

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Yang Junhan was awakened by thirst. He rubbed his head up a little. He got up and poured a glass of water to drink.

The cool water that entered his throat quenched his thirst instantly, and cleared the mind.

He shouldn’t drink too much alcohol anymore. When one was drunk, they may feel happy, but their head would hurt.

Hearing the movement inside, Xiao Wu, who was staying at the gate, quickly entered the house.

“Master, you are awake! The little one will fetch you water,” Xiao Wu ran out with small steps.

After a while, he came in with a basin of hot water and waited for Yang Junhan to clean himself, “Master, there is a woman waiting for you in the flower hall. She has been waiting since the morning.”

Yang Junhan dropped the sweat towel in his hand and asked, “What’s the problem?” A woman came looking for him instead of his mother.

“The woman said she wanted to meet the young master. The old lady asked her to wait in the flower hall.”

“Master, how did the bruises appear on your face and neck?” Xiao Wu only found Yang Junhan’s face and neck injured at the moment. The scratches extended from the cheek on the ear to the neck, several long and pink.

Yang Junhan coughed a few times and calmly said, “The cat scratched it.”

Xiao Wu saw that his young master’s handsome face was actually hurt, so he was distressed, “Master, was it last night? I didn’t see these during the day yesterday!”

Yang Junhan only bundled a small amount of hair on his forehead, and left the others loose. He brushed some in front, just covering the scars, so that no one could see it, especially his old lady. Otherwise he would have to answer her questions for a long time.

“Well! It’s fine, don’t pay attention to it.”

Xiao Wu felt a little strange. In recent days, the young master had somehow gotten injured multiple times. Although they were all minor skin injuries, how could the young master who was well trained get hurt? He really didn’t understand.

Did the young master go to the brothel yesterday, and he was indulged after drinking wine? It was impossible. The young master didn’t get close to females, nor did any female dare to approach him.

“Go and get some food,” Yang Junhan quickly sent Xiao Wu away.

After sitting for a while, Yang Junhan remembered that there was a woman waiting for him in the flower hall.

Who was she? Why was she looking for him?

Yang Junhan decided to take a look first.

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