"Third Miss, we will support you forever!"
"Third Miss, you are the best!"
The men in the audience were nearly going crazy, pushing forward recklessly, just to get closer to this Third Miss.
The young girl smiled and nodded slightly, "Thank you!"
After speaking, her eyes roved, she casually glanced at Xue An before turning around and walking away nonchalantly.
But just that one glance made Yun Yang and the others go weak all over.
Clouded with itchy desire, Yun Yang directly walked away toward the back.
Looking at this group of wolf-like fellows, a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of Xue An's mouth, then he strolled after them.
They passed through the main hall of the teahouse and walked through a door to arrive at a small alley behind the teahouse.
The girl walked in front while Yun Yang and his men impatiently followed behind.
Because there were no outsiders here, Yun Yang's men were unrestrained and began speaking without reserve.
