Chapter 22 You Smell So Good

The butler retreated behind the screen and watched the woman burn incense with her delicate hands.

Beyond the screen, the young masters were playing cards; he hadn't thought much of it before, but now he found them unbearably vulgar.

After finishing on this side, the butler took the Incense Master to the guest room.

Until she left, Fu Shilv and his company had not yet seen her face clearly.

In the lounge, Sheng Youxia was undoing the buttons on her cheongsam, with her previous outfit hanging nearby.

"There are still a few rooms and side halls where the incense hasn't been lit; it's all up to you now."

"Okay," the junior disciple promptly responded.

The incense Zhao Zhengping spoke of, priced at thirty thousand dollars a day, was purchased from Sheng Youxia; she was the one who made that money.

As for coming over to burn incense today, it was all for Old Mr. Zhao's sake.

Changing her clothes, Sheng Youxia placed the cheongsam into a teakwood carrying case.