TFWYH – Chapter 205 Hero Saves the Beauty

The cheerful melody soon began to play. The young woman raised her fair hands and danced gracefully, her soft and lovely voice following in harmony.

“Graceful red luan in the jade pavilion, drunk on the mortal world, sinking and floating in its dust…”

This song, “The Human World,” was composed and written by Yanyan, though Tang Wan had made some revisions—adding a touch of modern rhythm to it.

The singing was heavenly, and the tune refreshing—something utterly new and unheard of, captivating everyone’s senses.

Coupled with the dancer’s ethereal grace, her movements as fluid as boneless silk, the audience was completely entranced.

At that moment, a single thought echoed in everyone’s mind—
Could such a woman truly be of this world?

As the song came to its end, Yanyan twirled, her sleeve fluttering as she leapt and landed gracefully.

Perhaps because of the movement, her veil slipped off silently—revealing a face of peerless beauty.

A collective gasp swept through the hall.

Su Yangyu and his companions were dumbstruck. The funniest of all was Su Yangyu himself—still holding a wine jug mid-pour, oblivious that his cup had long overflowed.

“The humble girl Yanyan thanks everyone for your kind appreciation!” Yanyan gave a poised and elegant bow, preparing to step down from the stage.

Just then, a portly man suddenly jumped up, reaching out to grab her hand.

Startled, Yanyan quickly dodged and bowed slightly. “My lord, what is the meaning of this?”

The man leered at her, eyes glinting. “Meaning? This is a pleasure house. You’re a courtesan here—what do you think I mean? Tell me, how much for a night? I’ll take you.”

Yanyan pressed her lips together, remaining silent. Normally, she could have brushed it off, but tonight—Tang Wan was here.

Just imagining Tang Wan witnessing such a scene made a wave of shame surge in her chest.

She didn’t even dare lift her head to the second floor, afraid to see the disdain in Tang Wan’s eyes.

At that moment, Madam Hong hurried onto the stage, subtly stepping between Yanyan and the man. With a polite smile, she said, “My lord, Yanyan is a qingguan—she sells her art, not her body. Our Elegant Courtyard has many other lovely girls. Why not take a look at them instead?”

“Get lost!” the man barked, shoving Madam Hong aside and grabbing Yanyan’s hand again. “Still pretending to be some virtuous maiden in a brothel? Tonight you’ll keep me company—willing or not!”

Madam Hong nearly exploded with fury.

On the second floor, Tang Wan was equally enraged, about to stand up—but Ling Yu stopped her.

Tang Wan looked at Ling Yu in confusion, only to see Su Yangyu rise to his feet and point at the man. “Pan Quan! Let her go—now!”

The man froze at being called out. When he looked up and saw Su Yangyu, he immediately released Yanyan and straightened up, bowing respectfully. “Young Master Su, what a coincidence.”

“Hmph!” Su Yangyu snorted coldly, his tone dripping with contempt. “The lady is a qingguan. Are you deaf or blind? There’s a limit to your shamelessness. Don’t push it—or I won’t be so polite next time!”

“Yes, yes, of course!” Pan Quan, who only moments ago was so arrogant, now slunk away, not daring to glance at Yanyan again.

Su Yangyu swept his gaze coolly over the men below, his presence commanding and protective. “Anyone who dares offend Miss Yanyan again will answer to me, Su Yangyu.”

That did it—
No one else dared to move.

Su Yangyu was of the Su family, and most in the room knew exactly what that meant.

Yanyan composed herself and bowed gracefully to him. “This humble woman thanks Young Master for his timely aid.”