Wu Qianman didn't understand what they were saying, and Xi Zuzi was even more clueless about the bar culture popular in the capital: "What kind of performance... is it?"
Bai He squirmed awkwardly: "Little Ancestor, it's that, that... Oh, I'm too embarrassed to say."
Xi Rubao: "Ahem, ahem, never mind, I'll say it! Sis, some bars attract customers by doing some shady business, with men and women performing on stage to grab the guests' attention..."
Wu Qianman finally understood, her pretty face blushing: "Ah, it's so shameless, attracting customers like that."
Xi Zuzi was still puzzled: "What's so attractive about such performances?"
The other three girls: "..."
Little Ancestor, you're truly unflappable!
Bai He thought about it and decided to call her brother for clarification.
