"The girls of the Fenghua Pavilion aren't old. You have a similar brothel like the Falling Rain Pavilion, but why isn't business as good as the Falling Rain Pavilion?" Ning Yue asked.
She did not say that she wanted the Fenghua Pavilion to change its current situation and become a true brothel.
Her original intention was to say that the Fenghua Pavilion was essentially a brothel, but it did not do any brothel business. It only sold singing and dancing. This way, it would not attract customers.
Unexpectedly, Ping misunderstood. When she heard this, her face darkened.
"The girls of the Fenghua Pavilion are different from other girls! They're welcome to sell themselves, but if they don't want to sell themselves, I definitely won't force them!" Ping was a little angry.
Ning Yue was stunned and instantly understood that Ping had misunderstood her.
