Li Xianfang lowered her head to glance at her arm, thinking that these beasts' tastes really were impossible to guard against. She would have to air it out and give it more sun later.
Then her body went cold as she heard, "Young Master Yu, our Music Bureau has another treasure of a girl. Her flesh is even more delicate than this little fledgling's. Her figure is better, too, and her dancing is second to none."
The Senior Matron leaned over the armrest of his chair, smiling warmly. "I've been keeping her well protected, just waiting for you to come, Young Master Yu."
"Oh?" Yu Ziliang was indeed interested. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, "Where is she now?"
"Right here in the bureau." The Senior Matron grinned, turning to call loudly, "Hurry and invite Miss Xianfang over."
Fuck you, you old bitch. Li Xianfang stood rigid behind the screen, her face expressionless, her hands and feet suddenly icy.
Her name rang out through the buildings. She took a deep breath, glanced down at the tea in her hands, and forced a smile as she walked out.
She gave Yu Ziliang a gentle smile and offered it with both hands. "I just went to pour you a cup of fresh tea, young master."
Yu Ziliang said nothing, however. He stared aggressively over her body, took the cup and set it down, then slowly shifted in his seat.
Only after a while did he tilt his head and chuckle. "Such a lovely girl. How come I never saw you the last few times?"
The Senior Matron said warmly, "Perhaps Xianfang was shy and hid herself away."
Li Xianfang swept a glance over her from the corner of her eye, thinking that if she was done for, so be it. If she could