Yang Qingcheng was really drunk, feeling dizzy.
Shi Liao Liao asked him to find a place to sit down and left alone.
"Are you okay? Call me if you need anything," she said, looking at him with a frown, touching her temple.
She left him with a carefree back view and waved her hand.
Maru couldn't help but remind: [Host, Gu Xuezhou has malicious intentions. Why did you still fall for it?]
Shi Liao Liao felt exhausted. Could she say that she was following the plot?
[Don't worry, when necessary, I will slap her face with a sanitary pad.]
Maru imagined the scene and cringed.
Gu Xuezhou did take her to the rest area and did give her the money.
Shi Liao Liao glanced at the payment notification, standing outside the rest area door, trying to determine the direction she came from.
Strange, did Gu Xuezhou have a change of heart?
She really didn't do anything sneaky.
Thinking of this, Shi Liao Liao lifted her foot and walked towards the direction she came from—
But as soon as she lifted her foot, someone suddenly approached from behind, holding a towel and covered Shi Liao Liao's face with it—
Yang Qingcheng was woken up by being slapped.
But he unusually didn't get angry.
Getting slapped in the face was better than getting his butt pressed.
"Brother?"
Seeing the person in front of him clearly, he called out in astonishment.
Then he noticed the person standing next to Yang Qingzhou.
Dressed in light-colored formal wear, obviously just leaving some high-end place, he hadn't had time to change clothes yet.
His face looked even more charming under the not-so-bright light, with a small mole at the corner of his eye adding to his allure, but his warm chestnut eyes were gentle.
"Where's Shi Liao Liao?" Lu Yanzhou's voice was heavy.
Lu Tingfeng's mood tonight was particularly bad, even the usual smile at the corner of his lips was gone.
Yang Qingcheng's head was still fuzzy, and he subconsciously raised his hand at the words, "His clothes got dirty, so he went upstairs."
The statement was somewhat ambiguous.
He was about to add that Shi Liao Liao went to get money for dry cleaning, but before he could, Lu Yanzhou's figure had already walked far away.
He turned his head, pushed away Yang Qingzhou's approaching head, and propped up a long leg in embarrassment, "You lied to me that this place is a bar."
Yang Qingzhou smiled, his sturdy figure attracting many secret hot glances.
"Isn't this a bar?" It's a bar, but it's also a gay bar.
Yang Qingcheng looked away, too lazy to bother with him.
His brother naturally sat down next to him and put his arm around his shoulder, "You don't understand, I'm helping out."
Thinking of Lu Yanzhou's state in the past few days, Yang Qingzhou felt some emotion.
Love is really a terrible thing, making even the usually calm and composed Mr. Lu become like this.
"Excuse me, have you seen this person?" Lu Yanzhou stopped a waiter and handed over his phone.
Catching a glimpse of the face, the waiter got excited and looked down at the photo.
It showed a young man in a cleaning uniform, expressionless, cleaning the toilet.
"I have some impression," the waiter said.
"Just now, he went to a room with a man," he said uncertainly.
Lu Yanzhou's expression remained unchanged, but it still made the waiter subconsciously tremble.
The noble and handsome young man in front of him suddenly exuded a dark aura, and his beautiful chestnut eyes turned unusually dark.
"Which room? Can you take me there?" His voice was low and polite.
The waiter hesitantly took a step back. "Um... that's the guest's privacy."
"There's half a million in this card. Take me there, and the money is yours." He held out a card with long fingers.
The waiter looked down at it, then unhesitatingly pocketed the card and gestured, "This way, sir."
Damn the guest's privacy!
"It's this one. Is there anything else you need, sir?"
The waiter smiled and withdrew politely.
Lu Yanzhou looked at the door with a dark gaze. "No need, thank you."
The waiter tactfully stepped back.
The soundproofing of the room was not very good.
Lu Yanzhou could still hear rhythmic thumping from outside the door.
His fingers curled, and he repeated "restraint" three times expressionlessly. Then, without hesitation, he kicked the door open.
"Ah!! Dad! Dad, I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
But the expected scene did not appear.
In the room, a handsome young man in a black sweatshirt and trousers was grabbing a man, tightly gripping his hair and pressing his head against the wall with a fierce and malicious expression.
Blood flowed from the man's head, splattering the young man's chin.
"Disgusting!" The young man cursed angrily, releasing his hand with disgust only when the man was almost silent.
Lu Yanzhou, standing outside the door, silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Shi Liao Liao was fine and hadn't resorted to finding men due to his neglect.
"Shi Liao Liao." He raised his lips and called her name softly.
Hearing his voice, Shi Liao Liao turned her head.
When she saw Lu Yanzhou, who was leaning against the door frame with long and straight legs, she shivered all over.
Lu Yanzhou wondered if his young servant was ready to face his questioning.
The next moment, the bloodied young man lunged at him, pressing tightly against Lu Yanzhou, one hand on his waist and the other pinching his buttocks, with a wicked and wild smile.
"Hey! Where did this demon come from to seduce me!"
Lu Yanzhou expressionlessly pushed away the hand on his buttocks.
Clearly, his young servant was not acting normally.
Taking a step forward with the person in front of him, Lu Yanzhou swept his leg.
The door closed again.
"Shi Liao Liao, it's me."
Shi Liao Liao hooked her neck around his, her slender legs locking around Lu Yanzhou's waist.
Her face was uncharacteristically red, her beautiful eyes misty, no longer cold but exuding the original charm of her eyes.
Her smile was unrestrained, her gaze flirtatious and teasing.
"Cutie, where are you most sensitive?"
Lu Yanzhou looked down at her, his throat rolling soundlessly.
"I do know where you are most sensitive."
Shi Liao Liao shifted up, wrapping around Lu Yanzhou like a snake.
"Where am I most sensitive?" She lightly blew into Lu Yanzhou's ear.
Lu Yanzhou raised his hand, gripping the back of her neck, his fingertips stroking her delicate skin.
"Your salary."
Shi Liao Liao let out a wail. "No! Don't touch there!"
Outside the door, eavesdropping Gu Xuezhao turned pale.
Wasn't that person into men?
She thought once he realized Shi Liao Liao was a girl, he wouldn't do anything to her, but it seemed like that wasn't the case.
Gu Xuezhao's hands started trembling.
She disliked Shi Liao Liao, but as fellow girls, she didn't hate her enough to ruin her innocence.
Yang Qingcheng is downstairs!
Gu Xuezhao stumbled as she ran downstairs.
Inside the room—
Lu Yanzhou had an unruly Shi Liao Liao hanging on him, using his shoe to step on the man on the ground, checking him to find out what he had used on Shi Liao Liao.
"Be good, don't move."
Lu Yanzhou patted Shi Liao Liao's head, gesturing for her to release his tie.
Shi Liao Liao, with a flushed face, forcefully tugged at his tie.
"Then give me your contact information!"
Lu Yanzhou casually said, "No."
Shi Liao Liao was displeased. She approached Lu Yanzhou with a pair of misty eyes.
"Then give me a kiss, I see you have a mouth."
After saying that, she puckered up and kissed Lu Yanzhou on the lips.