In the room, there was already a young master who had been bidding to come upstairs, apparently the son of the Prefect of Liangzhou.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Chen Sansi questioned Zhaozhao, who deliberately made a face at him.
"Mr. Chen?"
The Prefect Young Master was surprised.
"You may leave."
Chen Sansi declared that he intended to stay there that day.
"This, this isn't appropriate!"
The Prefect Young Master reluctantly said, "I came here to drink tea and write poetry, and I spent several thousand Silver Coins just to get the chance to talk to Miss Ning Xiang. Mr. Chen, driving me away is a bit too overbearing."
"The Silver Coins are yours, hurry and leave."
Chen Sansi took out a silver note and repeated.
"I..."
The Prefect Young Master didn't dare to provoke him.
As for Chen Sansi's reputation, who in the world didn't know of it?
