Chapter 931 - Oiran (1)

Fengyi Building is decorated with lights and festoons today. The red carpet was spread on the ground, and the red silk was hung all over the building.

There are many peach blossom petals on the ground, dancing occasionally, like a naughty little fairy, showing a shy smile.

“Haitang, this incense is burnt out, if your Mr. Zhang hasn’t come yet, Mom, I won’t wait.”

Three sticks of incense were inserted into the jar, half of which had been burned.

Jin’er stood beside Baitang, wearing cherry red clothes, looking towards the entrance.

The woman next to her was wearing an exquisite wedding dress and covered with a red hijab, with small round and plump pearls hanging from the edge of the red hijab.

She is the oiran lady of Fengyilou, Miss Haitang, whose real name is Baitang.

A lot of people crowded around.

The sun has risen to the sky, which is an auspicious time.

Haitang sat upright, her heart was complicated and anxious, her hands had unconsciously grabbed her clothes.

The sun shifted, and there were sighs from the crowd from time to time.

Jin’er looked anxiously, her hands already twisted together.

“The incense is almost burnt out, why hasn’t Mr. Zhang come?”

Begonia under the red hijab, her glamorous face turned paler again.

Time passed more and more tormented.

He said.

”The lady is pure and pure, unfortunately she is in the world, it is the ruthlessness of the world, the world is ruthless, how can a weak woman afford it?”

“Xiaosheng has no money, but Xiaosheng… has heart and love.”

“Within five days, Xiaosheng must have taken the silver and came to marry the lady as his wife.”

“Xiaosheng will live up to his wife, and this world will be more warm and less desperate.”

“Change my heart to resemble yours, and only then will I know the meaning of love.”

…

The incense has been burned out, and there is no trace of fire.

Wang Lan, who was dressed up beautifully, could not bear the heart and said, “Hai Tang, the incense is burnt out. Your Mr. Zhang, he won’t come.”

Haitang reached out and raised the red hijab, her beautiful, gentle face was already full of tears.

The red hijab slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Master Zhang failed to keep the promise. For her, this was worse than death.

“Girl, let’s go back to the room, why should we weep for that heartbroken man!”

Jin’er reached out to help Haitang, feeling resentful.

Haitang stood up, tottering, threw away Jin’er’s hand, and walked upstairs slowly.

“Jin’er, don’t look at the girl yet. If Haitang makes any mistakes, Mom, I want you to regret it.”

Wang Lan raised her handkerchief, urging Jin’er to follow.

Immediately changed his face: “You guys, what are you doing in a daze?”

“Withdraw, withdraw!”

“I withdraw them all! Don’t leave any red!”

“Why are you staring? Men in this world are ruthless and ungrateful, and there is no good thing!”

“Scholar, scholar… the most ruthless one is the scholar!”

“It’s gone, it’s gone, it’s all gone. Today, Miss Haitang met a heartless man!”

Haitang pulled out the hairpin, hairpin, and ring from her head, and threw them all aside.

“Girl! Let’s take it as a lesson.”

Jin’er walked to Haitang’s side.

“Girl, if you want to cry, cry loudly, it will feel better when you cry.”

“Jin’er, you go out.”

“Girl, Jin’er wants to stay with you.”

“I’m tired, I’ll sleep for a while, later, you can bring some food in.”

“Hey, okay, girl.”

Jin’er was overwhelmed with surprise, and quickly agreed.

If you want to eat, then you won’t be overwhelmed.

After taking it to the door, he went to the back kitchen and asked the cook to make some food.

Haitang picked up a pair of scissors, and slowly lifted it up to her neck.

The tip touched the neck, cold and stiff.

“Hiding the sun to cover the sleeves, worrying about the spring and lazily putting on makeup.

It is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to find a lover.

The pillow is weeping, and the flowers are heartbroken.

If you can get a glimpse of Song Yu, why hate Wang Chang. “