Midway through the meal, Yang Fan finally seized the opportunity.
The hot water had run out, and there were no waiters nearby, so Yang Fan had to fetch it himself.
He almost ran to the counter in small, quick steps, and before the seductive proprietress could speak, he urgently said, "Add another round for my brother, pick a good one. Make sure he stays until tomorrow morning. Tell him it's all my doing, tell him to relax and enjoy himself."
"I understand, but I've already taken the liberty of arranging this for you, Mr. Yang—it's on me. I will pass on your message," the seductive proprietress said with a light smile, "Mr. Yang, you can rest assured, there'll be no disturbances here, this is a very legitimate teahouse."
"A teahouse located next to the scenic area, other than being slightly more expensive, why wouldn't it be legitimate!"
