Xuexue sat down and had a cup of tea. The noise from the next room was getting louder, making it impossible for her to concentrate on her account book.
Bang! She irritably tossed the account book onto the table, "Zi Xia, go outside and see what's going on with Nanny Sun. Why hasn't it been settled yet?"
"Yes! I'll go take a look right away." Zi Xia stepped out.
Zi Xia had just stepped out and saw the entrance to the next room crowded with onlookers, both customers and girls from the Qinger Building.
Zi Xia peeked in...
Inside the room, there were three people: Nanny Sun, Xiao Hong, and a skinny old man about fifty years old. He was dressed in coarse clothes with dark skin, not at all like a wealthy person. Yet, he kept boasting about not lacking money.
