Rare Leisure

"Bring guests to register for a membership card." Bai Zheng instructed.

The little girl replied with a "yes" and extended her arm towards Feng Jingye respectfully: "This way please."

Feng Jingye understood what she meant and slightly nodded towards Bai Zheng, instructing him, "The silver will be delivered to the house of the Marquis tonight." He then followed the little girl down to the third floor.

Seeing that Feng Jingye was still floating when he left, Bai Zheng turned his head slightly, the corners of his mouth slowly spreading wide.

"So happy?" Unknowingly, Feng Linyuan had walked over. He did not sit in Feng Jingye's seat, but instead squeezed into the same sofa with him.

Her hands habitually wrapped around Bai Zheng's waist, pulling her closer to him.

Bai Zheng frowned, "Even after clearing the accounts, you still made a huge profit! How can I not be happy for the next two days. "