Lu Ming nodded upon hearing this. Hearing that Tian Youyou wanted to leave this place, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The environment and atmosphere here made him very uncomfortable, so leaving sooner was definitely better.
Lu Ming took Tian Youyou's hand and led her to the bar's restroom.
Tian Youyou went inside, and Lu Ming waited outside the door. His gaze was occasionally drawn to the beautiful women dancing provocatively on the stage. He wanted to look but felt too embarrassed, and even more afraid to, worried that Tian Youyou, who knew when she'd come out, might catch him.
Suppressing the desire in his heart, Lu Ming shifted his gaze elsewhere. After waiting for Tian Youyou at the door for a while, he couldn't help but glance back at the bar's restroom curiously.
Why wasn't she out yet?
After a moment's thought, Lu Ming figured it was normal. After all, girls tend to take longer in the restroom.
After waiting another five or six minutes, Lu Ming couldn't resist looking back again.
What's going on?
Why is she taking so long?
Did she forget to bring toilet paper or something?
Lu Ming took out his phone from his pocket, wanting to see if Tian Youyou had sent him any messages for help.
Opening the phone, the screen only showed a few messages from class group chats, with people inside fooling around. There was no notification from Tian Youyou at all.
This...
Lu Ming put down his phone, vaguely feeling something was wrong. How could a trip to the restroom take this long?
Unable to rest easy, he sent Tian Youyou a message.
The message was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response whatsoever. Lu Ming furrowed his brows, feeling increasingly uneasy inside.
Why had Tian Youyou been gone for so long, and why wasn't she replying to messages?
After waiting a few more minutes, Lu Ming, still worried, made a voice call to Tian Youyou.
Tian Youyou's ringtone was a somewhat quirky song. The melody echoed in Lu Ming's ears, but after more than ten seconds, Tian Youyou still hadn't answered the call.
Lu Ming lowered his phone. He slowly turned his head to look at the women's restroom. Amidst the noisy music, Lu Ming could faintly hear Tian Youyou's highly distinctive phone ringtone.
She was inside. Then why wasn't she answering the call?
Realizing something must have happened inside, Lu Ming strode to the entrance of the women's restroom.
Once there, his steps halted again.
He certainly didn't dare to enter the women's restroom, but not knowing what had happened to Tian Youyou inside, the anxious him could only wait by the door, hoping someone would come to use the restroom and could check for him.
Soon, a drunken woman approached to enter the restroom. Lu Ming quickly stopped her and pleaded,
"Miss, could you go in and check on my girlfriend for me?"
"She's wearing a red Lolita-style dress, with her hair in two buns."
"She went in and hasn't come out, and she's not answering her phone. I'm afraid something might have happened to her."
The woman didn't say anything, just nodded in agreement, then swayed into the restroom. A few minutes later, she came out.
The woman who emerged was vastly different from the one who went in. Her mental state seemed completely changed.
Most of her drunkenness had dissipated. She looked at Lu Ming with a teasing gaze, a strange smile playing on her lips, as if watching a joke.
Lu Ming didn't understand what was wrong with the woman, nor did he care. He immediately asked,
"Miss, did you see my girlfriend?"
The woman didn't speak. She paused, then said with a smile,
"Don't know."
Don't know.
It was a very odd answer.
In this situation, you'd either say you saw her, or you didn't.
You could even say you didn't go check for him.
What the hell did 'don't know' mean?
Leaving behind this baffling statement, the woman walked away smiling, leaving Lu Ming at the door even more frantic with worry. Especially when he thought Tian Youyou might be in trouble inside, he felt an impulse to throw caution to the wind.
Thinking about the different physiological structures of men and women, Lu Ming comforted himself that even if he went in, he probably wouldn't see anything he shouldn't. Driven by anxiety, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and charged straight into the women's restroom.
Lu Ming had thought finding Tian Youyou would be a tricky and embarrassing affair, since this was the women's restroom, and doing so was wrong on every level.
But to his surprise, as soon as he rounded the corner, he saw Tian Youyou. She was pressed against the wall next to the sinks, visible at a glance.
The moment he saw her, a tingling jolt of electricity shot through Lu Ming's mind. Immediately after, he felt the blood in his body run cold.
The reason was simple: Tian Youyou wasn't just leaning against the restroom wall by herself. She was being pinned there and forcibly kissed by someone.
And that person's hands were extremely unruly, having already slipped under Tian Youyou's skirt!
Perhaps there really is some kind of telepathy between people who deeply care for each other. The moment Lu Ming entered, Tian Youyou saw him.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and the pained expression on her face clearly conveyed her unwillingness.
Beneath that glistening film of tears, her eyes were pleading with him for help.
In an instant, rage shot straight to his brain, burning away the initial shock to ashes.
Lu Ming trembled with anger. He sprinted over with all his might and punched the person on the left side of their face.
The person was knocked to the ground by the punch, a cascade of red hair fanning out.
Lu Ming's first concern was for Tian Youyou. She was crying bitterly, her hands clutching Lu Ming's arm tightly, as if holding onto her pillar of support.
There was a deep tooth mark on her lip, and at its deepest point, even a trace of crimson blood was visible.
In a forced kiss where one party is unwilling, biting the other's lip is almost like a naked choke in a fight—both are ultimate moves that can perfectly subdue the opponent.
This was also the reason Tian Youyou couldn't fight back.
After all, under the sharp pain of hurting with every movement, any resistance becomes insignificant.
Lu Ming didn't understand these details, nor did he care about them.
He watched her crying in distress. He looked at her lip, nearly bitten until it bled. He just felt heartache for her.
The more his heart ached for Tian Youyou, the angrier Lu Ming became at the beast who had forced himself on her.
He turned to look, ready to fight that beast to the death right then and there, when Lu Ming froze in stunned disbelief.
Only now, seeing the person's full face up close, did Lu Ming realize she was actually a woman!
In the bar, even in the restroom, the lighting wasn't clear white light. When Lu Ming first charged in, he had only thought this person was a man with long hair. He never expected her to be a woman.
Actually, that made sense... what man would be in the women's restroom...
...
Wait!
If she's a woman, why was she kissing my girlfriend?!
Is she sick?!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
