Chapter 5

"Is it all from that noble young master?!" Wang Po's eyes nearly bulged out of her head, staring in shock at the small gold ingot, at least two taels in weight, and the exquisitely crafted silver hairpin that Liu Dacun had placed in her hair.

"Yes, Young Master Wang also said that next month, he will come again and asked me to remember to serve him well..." Liu Dacun said with a bit of coyness, feeling a bit dazed and bashful at the thought of the young, handsome noble being so infatuated with her.

"Goodness, that noble, no, that Young Master Wang really said that?" Seeing Liu Dacun nod bashfully, Wang Po felt utterly bewildered. What on earth was going on? She couldn't believe that a noble young master, as handsome as a rabbit god, would have such a taste.

After Liu Dacun left with her share of the spoils, Wang Po slumped onto the bed, squinting her eyes and pondering for a long time. Then she called for the pretty girl who had once offered to sew and mend clothes for Wang Yang. "Dear girl, go and call Wang Yang over. I need to ask him something."

"What are you planning, Mother?" The charming girl named Liu Yiyi, with her alluring demeanor, leaned against Wang Po, her eyes, which seemed to be able to drip water at any moment, asked.

"Of course, I need to find out more about this boy's background. If he were just an ordinary person, it wouldn't matter, but the things he has shown prove that he is definitely not an ordinary person. Do you think I can just ignore this?" Wang Po said with a calculating look.

"You are right, Mother. I will go and call him over." Liu Yiyi nodded in agreement and then gracefully left the room, heading towards the quarters where Wang Yang and the other servants lived.

At that moment, Wang Yang had just finished his shift and returned to his room, where he was chatting with a few acquaintances. Suddenly, the door opened, revealing Liu Yiyi's delicate and alluring face.

"Miss, what brings you here?" The other servants, who had been lounging on the bed with Wang Yang, quickly stood up to greet her as she entered the room, dressed in a light green gown with a curvaceous figure.

Only Wang Yang remained lazily leaning against the bedding, raising his eyebrows to appraise the girl, whose appearance and figure could easily score an 80 out of 100.

Liu Yiyi nodded slightly to the others, then lifted her hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, her smile charming and seductive. "Little Brother Wang, I've come all the way here, and you're still lying there without moving. Could it be that a girl like me doesn't even catch your eye?"

Hearing this, the other servants looked at Wang Yang with envy and jealousy.

Wang Yang rolled his eyes and lay flat on the narrow wooden bed, which was just wide enough to fit him. "If you have something to say, just say it. If you want to have a love affair that moves heaven and earth, I'm not against it, but do you think this place, the Yihong Building, is suitable for such intimate moments?"

Liu Yiyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and she continued to walk towards Wang Yang, her swaying hips captivating the rough men. She sat down on the edge of the bed where Wang Yang lay, extending her slender fingers to lightly trace his exposed, muscular chest. "It all depends on what Little Brother Wang wants, and I will do as you wish..."

Wang Yang felt the cool, delicate fingers grazing his chest, causing a tingling sensation. Looking at Liu Yiyi, who was sitting up, her exaggerated bosom almost obscuring her chin and neck, he felt his mouth go dry. He quickly moved her hand, which had slipped down to his navel. "Stop fooling around. If you have something to say, say it. If not, leave."

Liu Yiyi saw the hint of embarrassment on Wang Yang's face and burst into a playful laugh, her body trembling with mirth. "Oh, who would have thought that our Brother Wang could be so shy..."

Her full, trembling bosom made Wang Yang's eyes follow the rhythm, and it took him a while to gather his willpower and courage to look away. "Liu Yiyi, are you here just to tease me?"

Liu Yiyi's eyes sparkled, and she smiled sweetly. "Alright, don't be angry. How could I dare to tease you, Little Brother Wang? If I anger you, I won't be able to handle your big fists. I came here on my mother's orders, specifically to find you."

"What does that old woman want from me?" Wang Yang asked instinctively.

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"Since I am your employer, I naturally need to know more about my subordinates. I know everything about the others, but I still have no idea where you came from or why you ended up in Tokyo Bianliang..." Wang Po looked at Wang Yang, who was sitting across from her, legs crossed, and eyes darting around, and felt a headache coming on.

Liu Yiyi, standing behind Wang Po, occasionally lifted her hand to play with her hair, twisting her body to deliberately show off her alluring figure, her eyes misty and her lips seductive, like a spider spirit that had cultivated to immortality in a cave.

Wang Yang discreetly moved his gaze away from Liu Yiyi's body, rolled his eyes, and put on a sad and melancholic expression. He began to tell his tragic and sorrowful life story. "Alright, to be honest, I am a man who has lost my memory..."

"Are you really amnesiac, with no recollection of your past? Why do I feel that you are not being entirely truthful?" Wang Po's eyes, like an X-ray machine, stared intently at Wang Yang, as if trying to see through his very soul.

"Mother Wang, you are wrong. As someone who has spent decades in the brothels of Bianliang, you, a seasoned veteran, can't see that I am just a simple, straightforward, and honest young man?" Wang Yang, who had just played the sympathy card, countered without hesitation.

"Do you really believe yourself, Little Brother Wang?" Liu Yiyi bit her lip and playfully shot Wang Yang a teasing look.

"I believe myself to be a man of excellent character and virtue, a model of morality..." Wang Yang's eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he watched Liu Yiyi's arms press inward, her bosom threatening to burst out of her clothes, but his mouth still spouted the usual self-praise and flattery.

Liu Yiyi couldn't help but giggle, quickly covering her lips, her eyes filled with playful scolding as she glanced at the old rogue.

"Hmph! I don't believe you for a second." Wang Po turned to glare at Liu Yiyi, then glared at Wang Yang. "But if you don't want to talk, I won't force you. Just do your job well and don't cause any trouble."

Wang Yang was not bothered by the old woman's threat. He had always been straightforward, and besides, could he really plot to overthrow her, a third-rate entertainer in a feudal society? That would be underestimating him.

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