Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

After Rong Yuan and others left, he looked at the empty room and his face changed instantly.

His sharp eyebrows contained anger.

He went to find the madam as if he was looking for trouble.

After all, how could a beauty of his age disappear just like he said?

With makeup on her face and lipstick on her lips, the charming Madam looked apologetic.

"Oh, Mr. Rong, I'm really sorry. Our beloved is feeling a little unwell. Do you want me to find another girl?"

The madam secretly scolded this pervert for ruining her master's affairs.

Yesterday, after this guy won the poetry competition held in the building, he was invited by the servant to take him to Miss Liu Zhu, the oiran.

The oiran in their building never shows up easily, so very few people have seen Liu Zhu.

But the oiran's reputation is well-deserved!

The most beautiful woman in the building, she is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her poetry and songs are no worse than those of the young masters.

He is considerate, knowledgeable, and charming.

This guy was really cheap yesterday.

The results of it?

Liu Zhu didn't like it.

She just dragged her master away and said, "The beauty is in the water."

Yirenyiren screamed.

Looking back now, the madam is still frightened.

Worried about being a victim of anger.

The madam got so angry when she thought about this that her heart ached, and she couldn't keep the dedicated smile on her face.

"What's wrong with my beloved? Is she sick? You old bustard, how dare you treat my beloved so harshly!"

Rong Yuan immediately lowered his eyebrows and closed his folding fan. Even the tips of his eyebrows were filled with anger, as if he wanted to make the decision for his sweetheart.

The madam's eyebrows twitched and she almost couldn't help but ask someone to throw him out of Baihua Tower.

This guy wants to die but she still wants to live a few more years!

She was terrified when she thought of Rong Yuan drunkenly holding her master's hand and tearing off her master's mask.

Looking back now, it's really lucky that she lowered her head quickly, otherwise she would be a corpse now!

As soon as he thought of this, the madam glanced at the handsome young master with a vague look.

Oh, what does she care about with a dead man?

No matter how good-looking you are, you are still blind!

"Master Rong, although we are a brothel here, we are not easy to bully. Yi Ren is the number one here, and I am still making money with her, so why should I treat her harshly?"

The madam had a noble and cold look on her face, and her aura became tougher.

"Master Rong, please come back!"

Master, I really didn’t mean to say that you are the number one, and I have to abide by the power in urgent matters, so I have to aggrieve you first.

The madam knew that the situation was urgent this time. If those who betrayed the master noticed the movement here, especially if there was an extra "girl" for no reason, the master would be in danger.

For the current plan, we must not cause more trouble. Let this kid live a little longer. After the master recovers from his injuries, we will immediately clean up those people. I am afraid this kid will not be able to escape.

Rong Yuan knew that there was no beautiful girl in Baihualou, only his Xinxin.

But he also knew that his Xinxin definitely didn't want to reveal his identity, so he allowed the madam to talk nonsense.

But how could the dandy give up so willingly?

If you lose face, you naturally want to get it back!

"Heh, who is this young master to be afraid of a small Baihualou like you?" Rong Yuan looked contemptuous, his eyebrows full of frivolity.

"I advise you to call Miss Yiren out quickly, otherwise, huh!"

Clean-eyed and unreasonable, Rong Yuan plays the role of a playboy who relies on his family background to dominate and prosper to the fullest.

It’s really easy to say whether you should say it or not.

Even the way his eyebrows are raised when he's angry is exactly the same.

Even the curve of the sneer at the corner of his mouth is the same.

Logically speaking, the madam shouldn't be afraid of this dude who relies on the family's protection.

But the madam just had undue fear, just like

When she faced her master.

The feeling of living with your heart in mind every moment.

What a torture.

She would rather go to the Torture Department and be tortured than face her master alone!

That's why I would rather go to this small Baihualou to be an inconspicuous expatriate than stay at the headquarters.

But this does not mean that she is not loyal to her master!

The madam thought of these traitors again and couldn't help but scorn them. They were really a pack of wolf-hearted people!

She looked at the man in front of her who was so brazen that he wanted his master to see him and who was not afraid of death.

He said coldly, "Master Rong, I advise you to think twice before you act. Our beloved doesn't like people who bully others!"

I'm sorry, Master.

Rong Yuan's expression contained anger, as if he had some scruples and was still unwilling to give in.

"This time, I will not care about you Baihualou. Next time, you will not be so lucky!"

After saying that, Rong Yuan closed the fan, placed it on his waist, and blinked his elegant peach blossom eyes at a black figure behind the madam.

Then, with satisfaction, he saw the black shadow dodge, and his peach blossom eyes immediately bloomed with an intoxicating arc.

It seems to be filled with the most extreme tenderness in the world.

The old bustard saw this inexplicably and secretly despised him.

After Rong Yuan left, the madam quickly tidied up and went into a dark room in Baihua Building.

The Baihua Building is exquisitely constructed and looks like nothing on the surface, but in fact there is a dark room hidden between the rooms.

If there is no correct method, even if the entire building is demolished, the darkroom will not be found.

At this moment, the real owner of Baihua Building is here.

The darkroom cannot actually be called a darkroom. It is magnificent and has an aura of luxury everywhere.

The interior of the house is exquisitely decorated, and what you see when you open the door is a small table made of golden nanmu.

On the left is a screen, and behind the screen is a bed and mirror.

Next to the sky silk material on the bed was a small round table made of rosewood.

To the right is the bathroom hidden by a screen, which contains clothes racks and a tub large enough to accommodate two adult men.

Suddenly there was a rhythmic knock on the door, and a respectful female voice came.

"Master, that man is gone."

The old bustard Qingluo was anxious, waiting for his master to speak.

After a long time, a cold and biting mute sound sounded.

"Kill him if you find an opportunity. Do it yourself."

Qing Luo couldn't help but shudder and confessed over and over again in his heart.

It's coming, it's coming, this is the feeling.

Cold to the bone and oppressed like a shadow, they couldn't withstand the swords and axes of Jingsha Tower that they fought against.

The early warning radar all over her body screamed for her to escape from this place!

At this moment, Qingluo's admiration for those who dare to betray their master reached its peak!

warrior!

She had better mourn for those people in advance, so that when the time comes to kill people, she can give them a happy time.

Of course, the master must give her the opportunity to deal with the traitor.

Not daring to think any more, Qing Luo knelt down on one knee with a solemn expression.

"Yes, Qingluo takes the order!"

There was silence for a while. Although Qing Luo was confused, he did not dare to move.

after awhile.

The bone-cold mute voice sounded again, "Back off."

Only then did Qing Luo dare to retreat.