The madam's face darkened; opening a brothel in Fengwang City required strong connections. With a profit-first mentality, she typically avoided offending guests. However, it didn't mean everyone could boss her around. Though she couldn't afford to offend Young Master Cheng, was it necessary to tolerate this pretty boy?
What good is wealth? In this world, power is most important.
The madam sneered, "Just a cheap maidservant. I paid for her, so her life belongs to me. She hasn't earned me any money and even offended Young Master Cheng. The reason I stopped him wasn't out of pity for her but to prevent her blood from dirtying the place and affecting my business."
"Smack!"
Yun Mengyao's pretty face turned icy with anger. She stepped forward and slapped the madam viciously across her plump cheek.
