C573

Yue Ziyue carefully looked at the first floor. There were actually a few tables full of guests, but their age and clothing didn't match. Since they were the eldest son of a rich family, they shouldn't wear shabby clothes.

Qingyun supported Yue Ziyue up to the second floor's private room. Although it wasn't that big, it was still elegant.

"Dear guests, what would you like to drink?"

"Cough