Don't Go Yet

The two of them exchanged a smile, and Minako grabbed Su Yang by both hands and pressed herself against him.

Su Yang immediately felt a familiar sensation.

"How do we dance?"

"There aren't really any rules—you just dance however you want in a nightclub."

"Alright, let's get wild then."

The two faced each other, holding hands, and started jumping in place along with the other guests around them.

Eight hundred people jumping simultaneously—the scene was truly spectacular. The alcohol and the deafening music let people briefly forget the troubles in their lives.

As a matter of fact, the mental pressure on the people of this island nation is no less than that of Chinese people, and is even higher. The island nation is also known for its fast pace, and people here usually work under immense pressure.

As a result, numerous hostess bars, red-light districts, and other such places have arisen, allowing these groups to relax and unwind. Many women here don't even mind their partners going to these venues, which is why the adult entertainment industry is so developed here.

But precisely because of that, the risk of sexually transmitted diseases among the people of the island nation is also very high.

The huge dance floor was packed with people, mostly pairs of one man and one woman. Most were randomly matched on the spot with whoever caught their eye. Some, as they danced, got a rush of heat and found a corner, hugging and kissing directly.

At this moment, Minako stared intently at Su Yang. She tilted her head back slightly, gradually moved closer, and finally hugged him directly.

[Ding, detected that the host is extremely excited and enjoying this moment. Rewarding 3 million.]

"Su-san, can I exchange contact information with you?" Minako stood on her tiptoes and said close to Su Yang's ear.

Su Yang nodded and smiled. "Sure, do you have WeChat?"

Minako nodded. "Yes, I really like China. I went to Shanghai last year—it was very beautiful there—and that's when I started learning about Chinese culture."

"Really? Then let's add each other on WeChat later. Your phone is probably not with you right now," Su Yang said, looking down at a certain area and laughing.

"That's right, my phone is in the locker room. So... Su-san, do you... do you have a girlfriend?"

Su Yang nodded and smiled. "Yes."

When she heard this, a look of disappointment flashed in Minako's eyes, but she quickly returned to normal.

"It's okay, I don't mind."

"You don't mind? What do you mean?"

Minako gazed affectionately into Su Yang's eyes, then moved closer again and said, "I think I've fallen for you."

"Huh?" Su Yang said, stunned.

"I fell in love with you at first sight. From the sea of people earlier, my eyes locked onto you the moment I saw you."

Hearing this, Su Yang thought to himself, 'Straight to the point, huh!'

"Well, you know, don't trust love at first sight. First impressions aren't reliable."

"No, I know my feelings very clearly. You're exactly the type I like," Minako said, her eyes growing increasingly dreamy.

"Su-san, can I take you somewhere?"

"Where to?"

"You'll know when you come with me."

Thump, thump, thump.

This sound wasn't the music—it was the sound of Su Yang's heartbeat.

Though far from being a veteran of countless encounters, he was at least someone who had weathered storms of all kinds, yet even he couldn't help but feel a stir at a temptation so straightforward and unreserved.

On the other side, Meng Wenzhou was the same. The girl who had invited him to dance was also quite attractive.

While Minako seemed the cute and sweet type, Meng Wenzhou's partner was completely the opposite—sexy and outgoing. She held Meng Wenzhou's hand, swayed with him, and gave off an exceptionally seductive gaze, constantly flirting with her eyes.

Even someone as seasoned as Meng Wenzhou couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement—mainly because of the alcohol, combined with the intense rhythm of the music and the girl's sensuality. No matter how experienced, it was unavoidable.

"Meng-san, want to go up to the third floor?"

"What's on the third floor?" Meng Wenzhou asked, playing dumb.

"My phone is in the locker room on the third floor. Can I exchange contact info with you?"

"Sure, but let's do it later."

"Come on, let's go now~" the girl coaxed.

Meng Wenzhou knew exactly what she was up to. As much as he wanted to go, considering certain factors, he still said, "Let's wait a bit. There's not enough time, and my friends are still here. Otherwise, I'd definitely go with you."

The girl bit her lip and said, "Alright, but don't leave then."

"Don't worry, I won't," Meng Wenzhou said with a smile.

...

On the other end, Su Yang naturally didn't go either.

If only he, Meng Wenzhou, and Liu Bo had been the ones to come to the island nation, he wouldn't have hesitated—he'd have gone for sure.

But there were eight women waiting for them. Going would take at least half an hour to forty minutes. If they asked later, it would be hard to explain.

He couldn't just do like Zhang Ziming before and say he went to take a dump—way too fake.

Even though that time, Zhang Ziming really had gone to take a dump...

They continued jumping in the middle of the dance floor for a few more minutes. Minako asked for the table number of Su Yang's group, then blew him a kiss and turned to leave.

Su Yang was the first to return to his seat.

Seeing Su Yang back, Zhuang Mengli immediately came over and asked, "How was it, Su Yang?"

"How was what?"

"Was that girl pretty?"

"Not bad. Didn't you see her earlier?"

"I thought she was just average—far off from the few of us."

"Well, that goes without saying. To match your looks among these eight or nine hundred people tonight, I'd say there's at most three at best."

Su Yang's words made the girls laugh heartily.

"Hey, where's my brother?" Meng Qianyu asked.

Su Yang turned to look at the dance floor and said with a smile, "He's coming."

Just a few seconds later, Meng Wenzhou squeezed his way back through the crowd.

"Whew, I'm exhausted," he said, walking over to the sofa, sitting down, pouring himself a drink, and downing it in one gulp.

"I thought you weren't coming back," Jiang Xiaotang said with a deliberate smile.

Meng Wenzhou gave her a look. "If I'm not coming back, where would I go? I was just dancing, don't overthink it."

"Alright, good. By the way, where's Pang Ge?"

"Right, yeah? That guy went first, so how come he's still not back?" Meng Wenzhou craned his neck toward the dance floor.

"It's been about twenty minutes, right?"

Su Yang glanced at his watch and replied, "Yeah."

"Hey, don't tell me he got snatched up by someone?"

"Very possible," Zhuang Mengli giggled.

"Well, never mind him. Let's just keep having fun."

"Okay."

Another ten-plus minutes passed before Liu Bo finally emerged from the crowd.

But by then, his face was flushed, and there was a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead. Who knows what he'd been up to all that time?

"Fatty, why were you gone so long?" Meng Wenzhou asked with a grin.

Liu Bo scratched his cheek a bit absentmindedly and replied, "Uh... I was dancing."

"Who were you dancing with? Nobody asked you earlier."

"After I went up, I ran into a girl who was by herself. She invited me to dance for a bit, and then I went to their table to have a few drinks."

"Oh, really? Just dancing and drinking? Didn't do anything else?"

"What else would there be? I'm telling you, Brother Meng, don't accuse me unfairly. I was just dancing," Liu Bo said anxiously.

"Heh, alright, come on, let's keep drinking."

"Okay."

Half an hour later, it was 1 a.m.

There were still a few bottles of booze on the table while the three guys were drinking hard. As for the girls, apart from Pan Ning, the rest were mostly a little drunk, especially Lu Lu, Su Qingci, and Tang Ziyun.

Seeing this, Pan Ning asked, "Little Lu, are you guys okay? If you can’t drink anymore, just stop."

"I’m done. One more sip and I think I’ll throw up."

Meng Qianyu also shook her head and said, "I feel like throwing up too. Mixing all these different drinks is too much to handle."

"Yeah, it must be because there are too many types of booze. That’s why it’s hitting us so hard. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be drunk this fast," Ren Lingxi added.

Jiang Xiaotang then spoke up, "Let’s just call it quits then. It’s about time we head back to the hotel and rest."

"But those three seem to be in the middle of a good time," Zhuang Mengli said, glancing at Su Yang and the others playing finger-guessing games.

"Here’s the plan: we’ll go back first. It’s still early, so if they want to keep having fun, let them play a bit longer. No need to spoil their mood," Jiang Xiaotang said.

The other girls had no objections. Once they reached an agreement, Jiang Xiaotang called out to the three guys who were still having a blast, "Bro Meng! Bro Su!"

"What’s up?" Meng Wenzhou turned around and asked.

"Sister Little Lu and the others have had a bit too much. The rest of us are going back to the hotel to rest. You guys keep the party going."

"Oh? Little Lu and who else?"

"Qianyu, Little Su, Lingxi—all of them are pretty drunk. Mengmeng and I are a bit dizzy too. The drinks we ordered today were too mixed, and it’s making us feel rough."

Su Yang glanced at the girls and chimed in, "Maybe we all head back together then."

"But you guys are having so much fun. And aren’t there other activities later? We haven’t been at it for that long. You keep going, we’ll just head back on our own. It’s fine."

"How can we let that happen?" Meng Wenzhou replied. "If you’re going back, we all go back together. Sure, we haven’t had our fill yet, but it doesn’t matter. We can pick it up again another time if we want."

"Oh, come on, it’s still early. Don’t overthink it. We’ll just head back by ourselves."

Meng Wenzhou had really only said that for show. Truth be told, he wasn’t done having fun that night, and his mind was still stuck on something he had just heard.

Since Jiang Xiaotang insisted they keep going, he didn’t turn it down again. Otherwise, they’d end up going back together for real.

He rolled his eyes and said, "How about this: we three will walk you back to the hotel first, then come back. It’s not far anyway."

"Alright, let’s go."

"Okay."

With that, they grabbed their belongings and stepped out of the booth.

"Oh, right," Meng Wenzhou suddenly thought of something and said, "Can’t have everyone leave. Someone needs to stay, or we’ll lose our spot when we come back and have to buy tickets again."

"I’ll wait here for you guys," Liu Bo raised his hand.

"Great. Order some more drinks while you’re at it. I’m in top form tonight. When I get back, I’m going to keep ‘killing it’!"

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