"Weren't they still bidding just a moment ago? How did something suddenly happen?"
"Miss Chu Xue was far too famous. Maybe some tigress found out her man had been bewitched out of his wits by her and decided to kill her?"
"You mean a crime of passion?"
"I'm only guessing!"
"Oh."
"The government troops are here already. They should figure out the motive soon.
What the hell is all this?
I only came here to unwind. Who would've thought I'd run into something like this?
What rotten luck!"
With that, the man flicked his sleeves and left.
The brothel had descended into chaos. Quite a few people ran upstairs to watch the commotion, while others trembled in fear!
Song Yaoyao put on a pale, frightened face, looking utterly terrified.
The singing girl had also heard the commotion outside, but her guests were still there. Since they had not told her to stop, she could only keep singing.
Only now, seeing Song Yaoyao's condition, did she stop, come over, and ask:
"Young master, are you all right?"
Song Qinghui supported Song Yaoyao as he said:
"She's fine. She probably got a fright.
You can leave now. I'll help her to the bed so she can rest a while."
"Yes."
The girl left just like that, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
Listening to her retreating footsteps, Song Yaoyao suddenly sat up in bed:
"She's finally gone."
Song Qinghui and Liu Zheheng looked at Song Yaoyao, who had bounced back to full health. There was not a trace of fright left in her.
Both of them were already used to her behaving like this.
Song Yaoyao looked at them, a little embarrassed. She knew her acting had been rather over the top, so she said:
"Carry on, you two. I'll sleep for