abnabooks Chapter 109 Three-Party Meeting
Chapter 109 Three-Party Meeting
Chapter 109 A Three-Way Meeting
The moment the offer of extra money was made, the room fell silent.
Sister Feng was also a bit stunned. She originally thought that if these girls could make Xiao Xiaosheng happy, he might paint a few more paintings, or even give a few away for free, so as to save a lot of expenses. Who would have thought that this Mr. Xiao would not be swayed by soft or hard approaches. So many girls threw themselves at him, but he remained unmoved and instead started negotiating prices with her.
Suddenly remembering something, Sister Feng hurriedly asked, "Mr. Xiao, wasn't it agreed that it would be five taels of silver? How come it's become ten taels?"
Qin Chuan looked at Sister Feng: "Oh, that was the extra money we agreed on before. Now that you've suddenly increased the number of people, I naturally have to pay extra too."
Hearing this, Sister Feng knew she wouldn't be able to get anything out of them today, so she waved her hand at the girls: "Alright, alright, you all heard that. Young Master Xiao is busy today and can't paint so many people. You can go back now and come back another day, another day."
Although the girls were unwilling, they didn't dare to act recklessly in front of Sister Feng. They all pouted and looked at Qin Chuan with resentment in their eyes before leaving the room one by one.
Soon, the room, which was originally full of beautiful women, was reduced to only five people standing in a row.
Qin Chuan glanced at them, then pointed to the girl on the far left in the lotus-colored dress, and said in a flat tone, "You stay here for now. The other four, go out and wait outside. Call the next one in after you've finished drawing one."
The four girls responded and filed out, the curtain falling behind them with a soft rustling sound.
Only Qin Chuan and the girl in the lotus-colored dress remained in the room.
Qin Chuan didn't say much, but pointed to the stool in front of the desk: "Sit there, turn to the side, look out the window, and take off your clothes."
The girl paused for a moment, then blushed and sat down as instructed, turning to the side. She then began to undress. Qin Chuan glanced at her; she was round and full. But then he sensed something was wrong and said, "I didn't tell you to take everything off. Just cover up the important parts."
Hearing this, the girl blushed and secretly complained to herself, "You didn't say anything when I was taking my clothes off, but now that I'm done, you're making me cover myself up."
Why didn't you say so sooner, Mr. Laugh?
She wasted her time undressing, feeling ashamed, and in the end, she had to put it back on.
She hurriedly grabbed the tube top and covered her chest, preparing to put it on, when a voice said, "Okay, just like that, don't move."
The girl's hand froze in mid-air, her expression shy. Her strapless bra covered her chest, concealing her vital parts, yet inadvertently revealing a slight curve.
Qin Chuan nodded in satisfaction as he watched this scene; this was exactly the kind of "half-hidden, half-revealed, coy and shy" posture he wanted.
Seeing that everyone had posed, Qin Chuan began to paint. After finishing the painting, Qin Chuan originally intended to paint the next one, but then he wrote the three characters "Xiaoxiaosheng" in the lower right corner of the scroll. Xiangmanlou would definitely use these paintings for publicity, so writing "Xiaoxiaosheng" on them was equivalent to indirectly promoting himself.
After all, although painting "erotic pictures" is considered indecent, it's a very lucrative business.
After finishing each painting, he would ask the girl to leave and call in the next one.
Five girls, five paintings, each with a different posture and expression, yet all vividly portrayed, leaping off the page.
Some leaned against the window, some smiled gently while holding flowers, and some glanced back.
Of course, these five pictures also have one thing in common: they are full of allure and attraction for men.
Qin Chuan finished the last painting, put down his brush, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long breath.
Sister Feng had been waiting outside the door. When she saw the last girl come out, she lifted the curtain and came in.
Then her gaze fell on the five paintings on the table, and she was stunned.
The paintings were far more stunning than she had expected.
At first glance, the woman in the painting, with every frown, smile, and gesture, exudes an indescribable charm.
"Mr. Xiao, this—this is just too—" Sister Feng opened her mouth, trying to find a few words to praise it, but found that she couldn't find a suitable adjective for a moment. Finally, she squeezed out a sentence: "This painting is just too beautiful."
Qin Chuan didn't reply, but simply picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said, "Sister Feng, I'd like to borrow this room for a while longer. If a young master surnamed Zheng comes looking for me later, I'd appreciate it if you could bring him up."
"Okay, sure." Sister Feng agreed repeatedly, then had the five paintings put away, while she herself was pondering them.
A young master surnamed Zheng? There aren't many young masters surnamed Zheng in Qinghe County. The most famous one is the magistrate's nephew.
Did Xiaoxiaosheng also have dealings with that Young Master Zheng?
But she's a smart woman; she knows that some things are better left unasked.
She nodded and replied with a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. Xiao. When that young master Zheng arrives, I will personally lead him up. Please rest in this room, and if you need anything, just tell the servants outside."
Qin Chuan nodded and said nothing more. Sister Feng tactfully withdrew and closed the door.
A moment later, in another elegant room on the third floor, Liu Rushi's personal maid Qiao'er entered the room and whispered a few words in Liu Rushi's ear.
Liu Rushi was leaning against the soft couch by the window, holding a book in her hands, but she didn't turn a single page for a long time.
Hearing Qiao'er's words, Liu Rushi put down her book, her foxy eyes slightly raised, and a smile appeared on her lips. "Finished drawing?"
"Miss, they're all finished," Qiao'er replied. "I went to check, and Sister Feng has also finished painting them."
Liu Rushi hummed in agreement, stood up from the soft couch, straightened her clothes, and said, "Go and invite Mr. Xiao over. Tell him I would like to invite him for a cup of tea."
Qiao'er responded and turned to leave.
"Never mind," Liu Rushi suddenly waved her hand. "I'll go down and see him."
Qiao'er paused, turned around, and looked surprised. Her mistress always waited for others to come to her; she never took the initiative to see anyone. Why was she making an exception today?
But she only muttered it to herself and didn't say anything. She obediently stepped aside and waited for Liu Rushi to leave.
Liu Rushi walked to the bronze mirror, examined her face in the mirror for a moment, then reached out and took some things from her dressing case. She then did some more makeup and finally took out a gauze scarf and gently covered her face.
Liu Rushi looked at it carefully again, then nodded in satisfaction and turned to walk towards the door.
Qiao'er quickly followed, and the two of them, mistress and servant, walked one after the other through the corridor toward the stairwell.
At the same time, a carriage drove up outside Xiangmanlou.
The carriage stopped in front of Xiangmanlou. The curtain was lifted, and a figure stepped out of the carriage.
It was Zheng Ding.
He looked a little better today than a few days ago, but you could still clearly see that his eye sockets were slightly sunken and his eye circles were dark, which meant he hadn't slept well.
Upon receiving news of Zheng Ding's arrival, Sister Feng did not hesitate and immediately came out of the lobby to greet him.
"Oh my, Young Master Zheng has arrived! It's been a long time. You're a rare guest. Please come in, please come in."
Zheng Ding nodded, skipped the pleasantries, and went straight to the point: "Is Xiaoxiaosheng upstairs? I have an appointment with him today, so I came here specifically to find him."
Sister Feng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Mr. Xiao just finished painting and is resting upstairs. Mr. Zheng, you've come at the right time. I'll take you upstairs right away." As she spoke, she stepped aside to lead the way, personally leading Zheng Ding up to the second floor.
As Zheng Ding followed him up the stairs, he subconsciously touched his pocket, where a scroll of painting was placed.
That was what Lianniang asked him to bring, saying that it was essential to bring it to Xiaoxiaosheng so that he could see it.