Chapter twenty four

"Sister Caihong worked here before," Yang Ying said.

"How could she know about this food?"

Yang Ying peeped while the girl of Wu was picking up the fish and ate with her bowl of congee. Though her face was having a normal expression, Yang Ying knew that in her mind was not very happy at all. Acknowledging this point, the pretty geisha tried to not disclose much information by telling that, "She had a friend, and they told her."

"I see," Caihong wagged her head. "Where is she now?"

Yang Ying dropped her face and said in a low voice, "She died."

Perceiving the face and voice of the speaker, Caihong seemed to feel guilty. She hurriedly said, "I'm sorry to hear that."

"Never mind." Yang Ying raised face and tried to smile. "Have another bowl," she said, then took the empty bowl from the younger girl to fill it before she put it on the same spot.

"Anyway, are you the owner of this place?" Caihong asked.

"No, I am not." Yang Ying shook her head. "Mother Wang is."

"Mother Wang? Is she your relative?"

"No, she and I do not have any blood relation."

"Then mother Wang is a good person. She is not your relative, but she helps you to work and gives you pretty clothes, you are lucky."

The claim made Yang Ying glance at the female without dropping. Pretty geisha observed her face and attitude and she felt the girl did not have any idea about Wan Hua Lou.

"Miss Yang, have you heard about our house?" 

"No. It's my first time coming to your restaurant," Caihong said.

"Restaurant?" Yang Ying popped her eyes.

Caihong waved her head one to confirm what her listener heard was correct.

"Wan Hua Lou is not a restaurant. It's a brothel," Yang Ying said.

Though the name of Wan Hua Lou was not familiar with her ears, Caihong knew what the brothel was.

"So, you are…"

Yang Ying fell her eyes, "I'm a courtesan."

Lips of the young lady of Yang were latched, even the chopsticks were frozen between the fingers. At this time mind of the girl was blank and she did not have a word to say besides unlock her round eyes.

The female entertainer made her face low. She was trying to smile when she uttered towards the daughter of the rich family, "I know miss Yang looks down on me. Working such a job is a shame. No one wants to be friends with."

"No, no, I don't look down on you."

"If you don't look down on her, why do you stop eating?" Lantian said.

"I'm just surprised," Caihong explained. "I don't look down on anyone. Though she is a courtesan, she does not steal or rob."

Lantian grinned, "I don't know if you can say good words."

"Do you want to say I say bad words?"

"Yes. When you meet me, you use only bad words."

Caihong dropped the chopsticks, "It's because you abuse me."

"I don't abuse you. I speak with you nicely, but you are naughty."

"You!" Caihong bit her lips.

Seeing the younger girl seemed to be angry, Yang Ying hurriedly jumped in to cool down.

"If miss Yang does not mind, come to visit us often."

Caihong hesitated for a bit, then she decided to wave her head and said, "Fine."