No wonder they wanted to kick these people out.
Wherever these nobles show up, they always make an impressive entrance, surrounded by their followers.
Most wealthy households aren't interested in opera, but when it comes to flattering the Xun Family, they race to outdo one another.
Just as Lu Chang'sheng stepped out of Huiying Building's main doors, he spotted a group of prominent families hurrying over with their wives and daughters.
Among them were Zhao Qing and Zhao Xinghua.
"Huh? It's you!"
Zhao Xinghua arched an eyebrow and breezed right past Lu Chang'sheng, her clothes thin enough for everyone to catch more than a glimpse of what she wore—or didn't wear—beneath, drawing the eyes of a gaggle of men.
After more than two years apart, the once-slightly ripened girl had become a fully mature woman, like a juicy peach waiting to be plucked.
