Li Yang glanced at her chest and thought to himself that it was a pity her breasts were a bit small. He then subtly glanced at her waist and hips. Hmm. Not very good. Her waist wasn't slim enough, and her buttocks weren't perky enough. But they were passable, good enough for her face. Just an average girl.
Who told him to associate with such stunningly beautiful girls? This girl could easily be a class beauty queen, so giving her a 70 out of 100 is reasonable.
But in Li Yang's eyes, she was just an ordinary girl. Sigh, it's easy for him to say that when he's not in her shoes! What about this single, stay-at-home guy?
"Services? What services do you offer? How much is the full package?" Li Yang couldn't help but tease.
The waitress was momentarily caught off guard, her face flushing slightly, and she said with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance, "Sir, please watch your words!"
“What did I do wrong? You said you wanted services, and I asked you what services you offered. Is there a problem?” Li Yang argued.
"Do you really want that kind of service?" the pretty waitress suddenly asked, her eyes sparkling.
"Really!" Li Yang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she was working part-time as a prostitute, serving the people by sleeping with them?
"Three hundred per session, one thousand for the whole night! You can choose any style you like!" the class beauty waitress whispered.
"Damn it! I'm here to find someone, don't even think about tempting me!" Li Yang broke out in a cold sweat. Sure enough, appearances can be deceiving. He never expected that the seemingly friendly and unapproachable woman was actually a prostitute. Li Yang immediately fled in panic.
He found out Ye Ziyan's private room from a male waiter and barged in, only then feeling slightly relieved. However, he didn't notice how many envious, jealous, and hateful gazes he encountered behind him as he entered Ye Ziyan's room. If looks could kill, he would have been annihilated, reduced to ashes.
"You're all sweaty, did you run into some trouble?" Ye Ziyan looked up at Li Yang with a nonchalant expression, surprised.
"No. Where am I sweating?" Li Yang touched his forehead; he rarely sweats these days. He couldn't afford to waste his precious physical strength and energy.
"When you came in just now, there was a hint of resentment in your eyes. Why was that?" Ye Ziyan's eyes were really sharp; she caught even such a faint emotion.
"Nothing. Just a little annoyed about some things!" Li Yang said listlessly, not wanting to explain further. Damn, no wonder people say good women are all being taken advantage of! Although some girls are forced into it, he was certain most could do a decent job, so why choose that kind of profession? While Li Yang didn't dislike them—after all, they were working hard to meet the basic physiological needs of men—he was not averse to such things.
This profession existed in ancient times, but it was a product of the corrupt feudal system. In the new society, prostitution and male prostitutes are rampant, which is undoubtedly a tragedy of society. The imperfection of the system leads to the distortion and perversion of personality.
"There are some things you are powerless to change, but there are some things you can do! You can ignore what you are powerless to change, but don't let go of what you can do," Ye Ziyan said with the air of a wise woman.
“Talking to Miss Ye is truly enlightening; I’ve become a bit more knowledgeable!” Li Yang chuckled.
"What kind of tea do you want?" Ye Ziyan asked calmly, ignoring his teasing.
"Do you have any tea for your asshole?" Li Yang continued his attack, determined to strip away your outer shell and force out your true self.
"What is that?" Ye Ziyan asked, frowning.
"Chrysanthemum tea!" Li Yang said with a fake and cheeky smile.
"I don't know." She pressed the button and called the waiter in.
As luck would have it, it was the same waitress Li Yang had asked about the price of. She still wore a professional smile, humble yet not obsequious, and asked softly, "What can I do for you?"
"Do you have chrysanthemum tea here?" Ye Ziyan asked softly.
"Yes, we do. Which kind of chrysanthemum tea would you like? We have Fubai chrysanthemum from Futianhe, Macheng, Dabie Mountains, Hubei; Hangbai chrysanthemum from Tongxiang, Zhejiang; Huangshan Gongju chrysanthemum from Huangshan; Boju chrysanthemum from Bozhou, Anhui; Chuju chrysanthemum from Chuzhou, Anhui; Chuanju chrysanthemum from Zhongjiang, Sichuan; Deju chrysanthemum from Zhejiang; Huaiju chrysanthemum from Jiyuan, Henan… Which one would you like? Of course, the best is Huangshan Gongju chrysanthemum, which grows in the high mountains and mists, absorbing the spirit of Huangshan and the essence of the clouds and mist. It's pollution-free and purely natural, offering greater drinking value for modern people!" The waiter finished speaking in one breath and paused. His professionalism was quite good.
"Which one do you want?" Ye Ziyan asked Li Yang.
"I...then I'll go with Huangshan Gongju!" Li Yang had only meant it as a joke, but he hadn't expected Ye Ziyan to be so sharp, directly turning the tables on him. Li Yang couldn't back out now. However, chrysanthemum tea has high medicinal value, with effects such as dispelling wind and clearing heat, clearing the liver and improving eyesight, and detoxifying and reducing inflammation. It's suitable for all ages, so drinking more of it wouldn't hurt.
"Please wait a moment!" The waiter left.
"What kind of tea do you want?" Li Yang asked.
"Cloud and Mist Tea!" Ye Ziyan said calmly.
"What wonderful tea! I rarely drink tea; I don't have the time or the inclination. Sister Ye, you're really in high spirits!" Li Yang chuckled to himself, calling her "sister" to build rapport.
Chapter 624: Sister Ye
As expected, Ye Ziyan glanced at Li Yang, but did not fiercely retaliate against his somewhat ambiguous way of addressing her. Instead, she took a small sip of her tea and said calmly, "If you want it, you will still have it!"
"What you're saying sounds so mysterious. Does your sister also study metaphysics?" Li Yang asked.
"I know a little bit. Just the basics!" Ye Ziyan said modestly.
"Sister is too modest. Just looking at your demeanor, you are definitely a master! By the way, do you know why chrysanthemum tea is also called 'buttock tea'?" Li Yang returned to the previous topic. Today, he really wanted to force Ye Ziyan to reveal her true colors. He didn't believe that she had always been so nonchalant and indifferent.
"I don't know!" Ye Ziyan frowned slightly. Anyone would be annoyed to be forced to discuss anus issues in such an elegant place.
"Because the anus is also called chrysanthemum!" Li Yang chuckled.
"..." Ye Ziyan was speechless. She put down her teacup and stopped drinking. She stared at Li Yang, seemingly gathering her strength.
"Do you know what a Dutch cap is? It existed in ancient China too, but it's even more amazing now. There are many kinds, and the quality is high. Both men and women need it. It's the ultimate weapon for spending the night!" Li Yang said with a wicked smile.
"I don't know!" Ye Ziyan frowned slightly, her slender, jade-like hand clenched tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white.
"In ancient times, it was called a Dutch cap in the West. In ancient China, it didn't have a very elegant name, but the materials used to make it were the same. It was made from pig intestines or sheep intestines. One end was sewn together with fine needle and thread, and the other end could be tightened and locked to prevent it from falling off... Now it's called a safety helmet, and it's a must-wear for construction..." Li Yang stared at Ye Ziyan as she gave her lewd and lewd explanation. Ye Ziyan's face finally turned red, and her delicate and beautiful face was extremely moving.
To Li Yang's surprise, he noticed a small red cinnabar mole between her eyebrows on her delicate face. If Li Yang hadn't had such sharp eyes, he wouldn't have been able to see it. It was a tiny dot, yet it was like Guanyin dotting the eyes, adding infinite charm.
Li Yang immediately thought of Guanyin Bodhisattva, who saved people with her own body, and couldn't help but secretly envy the guy who descended to the mortal world to save others with his own body. He was truly the luckiest man in heaven and earth, a scorpion's excrement—one of a kind.
"Li Yang! You really are a scoundrel!" Ye Ziyan shouted angrily.
"Hahaha...you've finally shown your true colors!" Li Yang laughed triumphantly, as if he had accomplished a great feat of saving the world.
Ye Ziyan chuckled, finding it amusing, and shook her head slightly, saying, "You are indeed extraordinary; no wonder Father values you so highly!"
"Don't you value it?" Li Yang asked intently.
"Me? Does my opinion matter?" Ye Ziyan said calmly. Unmoved by Li Yang's behavior, this girl, raised in a powerful, influential family, had long been accustomed to the ruthlessness of politicians and the heartlessness of hypocrites. Highly intelligent and well-read, she had encountered countless elite men—sons of officials, sons of the wealthy, and men of exceptional talent and charm—and had long since lost faith in them, harboring deep suspicion towards them. As for Li Yang, such a peculiar boy—perhaps because he was a boy, after all, she was several years older than him—although she had a good impression of him, she had never considered romantic feelings for him. It was inappropriate, incompatible!