First Volume Chapter 9 Crazy Disco

Genres:Urban Romance Last update:25/03/21 12:02:16
    I wander aimlessly through the empty, desolate street.

    Low heads!

    Night fell like a giant black velvet curtain, silently enveloping the entire city, swallowing the hustle and bustle, and the prosperity of the day.

    A seductive and mysterious night remains around, quietly spreading at the street corners and alleys.

    I gaze into the empty space below me, staring at the spotted pavement –

    Just like a walking corpse, tied down by an invisible shackle.

    Each step seems so heavy and mechanical, as if the soul has already drifted away from this weary shell.

    The sparkling lights of thousands of households shine between the towering skyscrapers in a densely arranged manner.

    Each light was like a lonely and distant star, scattered indiscriminately by invisible hands, messy and stubbornly illuminating every corner of this nocturne city.

    Those lights, some warm and intimate, like a call from home;

    Some are cold and remote, like the gaze of strangers, together weaving a complex and colorful cityscape at night.

    Under the dim street lamp.

    At six feet eight, my frame appeared particularly robust and muscular, and my shadow fluctuated in length under the dim yellow glow, much like my current state of mind —

    Sometimes clear, sometimes vague!

    I tried to extend my finger and gently touch the shadow swaying and dancing on the ground.

    I wanted to grasp something, but it was always in vain.

    The shadow seemed to have its own life, always slipping away subtly at the moment when I was about to touch it.

    Just like those facts that I yearn to understand yet remain beyond my reach —

    The harder I chase, the more distant they seem.

    My steps become increasingly heavy, and with each breath, a hint of bitterness fills my heart.

    The world around me seemed unrelated.

    I am just a solitary traveler.

    In this endless, desolate night, I continue to wander aimlessly.

    Until an unknown destination.

    Had it not been for the encounter with Lanxin's two university classmates in the shopping mall.

    Having heard from them that Lanxin had a boyfriend while in college, I have tried to forgive and accept Lanxin as a little mother.

    In Zhao Liang and Lin Jiaojiao's eyes, as well as those who do not know the truth and eat melons, Lanxin was a mistress who clung to a rich man, and I became a white-faced boy who was maintained by Lanxin.

    Although our identities ultimately embarrassed them, everything started with Lanxin.

    I was innocent and became the target, which felt particularly painful in my heart.

    I harbored resentment towards Lanxin.

    I believe that my mother's death was not entirely due to cancer, but rather, it was the depression brought on by her discovery of Lanxin's affair with my father that ultimately led to her demise.

    I even believe that my father's death in that accidental car accident was not an accident but rather, it was caused by human intervention.

    There must be a hidden culprit.

    Who is the culprit?

    Could it be that Lanxin planned to invade my father's property and thus killed him?

    If so, my father's death did not cause any impact or harm to Lanxin, and the pain and sorrow she showed in front of me, could that be a facade?

    If that's true, then this woman is too cruel and terrifying.

    The more I think like this, the more I want to find out the cause of my parents' death.

    However, I then realized:

    If Lanxin wanted to seize the family inheritance, why would she bring me back from the countryside to the city?

    If that's the case, then why did she tell me that Wenlong Group was founded by my father and his name, and that she was just temporarily serving as the chairman while planning to hand it over to me in the future?

    Is there another culprit?

    Or, perhaps there is no culprit at all.

    Just my guess?

    While deep in thought, two bean-sized raindrops slipped through the collar and landed on my neck.

    I shivered suddenly, looking up at the sky and then down at the ground. The rain was pouring down heavily, raising a cloud of dust from the ground and then pressing it back down again.

    The rain falls on me, and all I can see is a blurry mess in front of me.

    When I stumbled and stumbled to the door of a bar, my shirt was soaked through, and my pants were wet with a large patch and covered in mud.

    I was drenched like a drowned rat, shivering and shaking the rain off my head and shirt as I walked to the door of a bar to seek shelter from the rain.

    At this moment, a gentle voice came from inside the bar.

    "Handsome, wet out there, want to come in for a drink and warm up?"

    Looking back —

    Looking back, I saw a smiling receptionist in a cheongsam standing in front of me.

    Although my master forbade me to drink, eat meat, or kill living beings when I was a monk on the mountain, I had been driven down the mountain by my master and therefore did not have so many rules and regulations to adhere to.

    At this moment, I was feeling terrible, and indeed, I needed a drink to numb myself.

    Without hesitation, I stepped into the bar.

    The lighting was soft, and the music was soothing.

    Couples sat together, some leaning close in whispers, some sitting side by side talking, others raising their glasses in toasts.

    Some couples are dancing the close dance in the dance floor.

    The atmosphere was full of romance and warmth.

    The receptionist led me to a round table in the hall and sat me down.

    A uniformed server walked over and asked, "Mr. , what can I get you to drink?"

    It was my first time in such a place, and I had no idea what the going-on here was like, so I said with a red face:

    "Anything!"

    The server suggested, "Then let me give you a set menu!"

    I nodded and asked, "How much is it?"

    The server smiled and said, "Eight hundred and eighty-eight yuan."

    I casually pulled out my credit card from my pocket.

    After paying the bill!

    The server brought over a dozen bottles of Budweiser beer, a fruit plate, and several small dishes of snacks.

    She opened the lid for me with a bottle opener, saying "Enjoy" before leaving.

    I picked up a bottle of Budweiser from the table and drank it all in one gulp.

    After drinking three bottles of beer, I began to feel a bit tipsy.

    The red candle in front of me moved ambiguously, casting a seductive and lurid light.

    My eyes also turned red under the stimulation of alcohol.

    Suddenly, the loud music boomed through the hall.

    The powerful laser lights crashed in the dim and heated space.

    A sexy lead dancer in leather jacket and skirt stood on the stage, energetically waving her hands.

    Her body moved like a living snake, flexible and seductive, twisting and turning——

    Curvaceous!

    Fascinating and sexy!

    The people on the ground below followed her wild dance together.

    Everywhere were fluttering long hair and graceful dance shadows.

    Under the stimulus of the alcohol, I started to become crazy and brave.

    I stood by the round table and followed everyone else, dancing with the rhythm of the music in a mockery.

    What sorrow?

    What worries?

    All of them go to hell!

    I searched for someone with my bloodshot eyes in the dance floor.

    Quickly!

    A woman who was dancing crazily entered my field of vision.

    She was wearing a seven-seven hot pants.

    A thin shirt tightly enveloped her voluptuous figure.

    The two slender legs were full of vitality, the round buttocks shook left and right, like a wild cat, with great charm and twisting.

    The hair that was dyed red with alcohol also swayed ——

    Those bosoms, that slender waist, those curvy buttocks, those beautiful legs...

    It made me blush and feel heated in my heart.

    I swallowed hard, ripped open the wet shirt collar, and staggered into the dance floor.

    Two men danced wildly in front of the woman, sending her suggestive glances with their eyes.

    The woman smiled and replied, showing off her white teeth.

    Suddenly, I felt a strong jealousy and desire to conquer.

    I quickly pulled off all my shirt, walked straight to them, pushed the two men aside with my hand, and twisted my body directly against the woman's.

    The woman immediately jumped, and pushed me away subconsciously.

    A man angrily put his hand on my shoulder and shouted:

    "Who the hell are you?"

    I turned around, my voice low and fierce:

    "Fuck off, you idiot!"

    My tall figure, the strong chest exposed, and the clearly defined six-pack abs shimmered in the flashing lights, exuding a wild and fierce aura.

    Faced with such a strong man, the other man immediately surrendered, immediately retracted his hand, and then dragged his companion's hand, sneaking away from the dancing crowd.

    The woman's eyes lit up instantly when she saw my strong body and domineering presence.

    She smiled seductively at me, her willow eyebrows arching like the crescent moon.

    Her dance moves only intensified her seductive and lascivious demeanor.

    A fierce flame erupted in my heart, accompanied by a hint of sorrow and a cold smile, as I danced with her as if we were inseparable.

    Suddenly, I felt a sense of familiarity with her.

    "Ah, is it her?"

    Looking at her up close, I widened my eyes and my mouth formed an "O" shape.