Inside the private room.
Yang Hao took a sip of tea, then casually picked up the box of Durex that Huang Qing had left behind, glanced at it, and threw it to the side with a laugh.
Clearly, Miss Color had misunderstood.
She must have thought that he had settled on terms with Yu Jiujui.
But what she didn't know was that he had kept Yu Jiujiu around simply because they were old classmates.
However, given the current setting, and with Yu Jiujiu still donning a figure-hugging cheongsam, combined with their past entanglements during their youth, there was a certain buff effect.
"Have some water, and then take a rest,"
Yang Hao poured a cup of tea for Yu Jiujiu and handed it to her.
"Thank you."
Yu Jiujiu held the teacup with both hands. Today's session was perhaps the most unique experience she had since entering this line of work two years ago. Even though there had been male clients who showed her affection and even directly discussed prices to take her out.
