The guest room was quite nice, both exquisite and clean, and through the window, one could see the City Lord's Mansion in the distance. Xue An was very satisfied with it.
It seemed that the Vermilion Pavilion wasn't just a façade of a brothel; even its accommodations were remarkable.
"Young Master, what do you think of this guest room?" Ah Qing asked softly, her eyes shimmering with a seductive charm that seemed almost liquid.
Xue An nodded, "It's excellent! Thank you, Miss!"
"I'm called Ah Qing!"
"Then thank you, Miss Ah Qing!"
Ah Qing burst into laughter as she looked at Xue An's serious demeanor, then gracefully stepped forward and said tenderly, "Young Master, how do you intend to thank me for it?"
Xue An calmly stepped back half a step and said indifferently, "What do you think?"
