Chapter 26. Reasons for Kissing

"Why go to a nightclub if you don't hit the dance floor?"

Xu Wei held the steering wheel and stuck half of her head out of the car window to check the road conditions, and by the way, she rejected Jia Yingjun's proposal.

At 11:30 pm, Gongti West Road was as busy as a highway on the eve of the Spring Festival. A number of supercars roared and shut down, just as Jia Yingjun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt frustrated.

He was unwilling to give in and protested again: Why do you have to have me accompany you to the dance floor?

"Then why do you insist on having someone like Hao accompany you when you wear women's clothes to go to the nightclub with me? Same thing." Xu Wei spread her hands.

"That's right." Wu Jiahao, who had been silent in the back seat, suddenly sat up straight and agreed.

Jia Yingjun grumbled at him irritably: Which side are you from?

Ruan Tang, who was sitting behind Xu Wei, looked at Jia Yingjun's profile and tried to hold back her smile. She took out her makeup bag and asked him: I see the navigation says we're almost there, do you want to touch up your makeup?

"I think my makeup is sticking pretty well now. Thank you."

Seeing Jia Yingjun's unhappy face, Ruan Tang said with a smile, "Okay," finally she had avenged her pelvis.

Fashionable men and women gathered in groups of three or four at the entrance of the nightclub, many in outlandish attire, so even Jia Yingjun, a plus-size beauty, didn't attract much attention. With his narrow waist and long figure, Xu Wei helped him choose a black lace top with deep V puff sleeves and a white A-line skirt. Paired with a big, wavy chestnut wig and size 42 high heels, he looked quite charming.

There is a huge glass window at the corner of the stairs from the first-floor entrance to the second-floor lobby. Inside, a seductive and sexy drag queen sits on a Baroque-style throne. She winks at Xu Wei and her group and blows them a kiss.

Jia Yingjun gradually put down his burden, and stopped in front of the window as if he was addicted to acting, and made an S-shaped curve. He looked at Xu Wei and asked: Who is more beautiful, me or the queen in the window?

Xu Wei nodded in agreement: You are very beautiful.

Wu Jiahao pushed him to the second floor and said as he walked: Let’s go upstairs first. It’s too bright here. What if we get photographed?

Before arriving, Xu Wei asked a friend to help her reserve a booth. As soon as they went upstairs, a short, mustachioed, and uniformed man approached them and asked, "Are you Miss Xu? Please follow me."

The booth that the manager reserved for them was in the center of the entire venue, with a good view. It was also at a relatively distance from the dance floor, so it wasn't too noisy and there were few people passing by.

Jia Yingjun whispered in Xu Wei's ear: Do you want to open a few bottles of Ace of Spades?

Xu Wei sneered: Unless you want more people to notice you.

Jia Yingjun was slightly surprised: "You really have never been to a nightclub? You know so much."

"I've just never been to a nightclub, not that I've never been online." Xu Wei smiled faintly, but her eyes looked like she was looking at a fool.

As soon as Jia Yingjun sat down, he began to sway softly to the music. The two pounds of highlighter Xu Wei had applied to his face reflected in the nightclub's lights, creating a ripple of light. Xu Wei dragged Jia Yingjun and Ruan Tang out to play. As soon as she turned to look at Wu Jiahao, he quickly waved his hand away and sat there, eating his fruit plate obediently, like an elementary school student visiting someone else's house. Xu Wei had no choice but to give up.

The dance floor was packed with people, shoulder to shoulder, shaking their hands, swaying, and swaying to the electronic music, sharing the scent of perfume and sweat with each other.

Ruan Tang used to often go to nightclubs. Initially, it was to look for prey. After repeated failures, she used this place as a place to vent for a while, drinking and dancing, and occasionally being hit on. But later, she would rather go home early, put on a facial mask, lie in bed and watch TV series, and then go to bed early. After all, it is not worthwhile to exchange the collagen on her face for that little happiness.

Seeing Xu Wei's excited look and twisting her body to the music along with Jia Yingjun, she walked up to her and patted Xu Wei, then pointed in the direction of the booth and turned back.

She walked through the crowd and suddenly saw a familiar figure flash by.

Perhaps because his small eyes focus light, his eyes are bright even in this environment, making him recognizable at a glance.

Ruan Tang didn't know why, but she almost subconsciously put out a hand to cover her face and walked quickly towards her booth.

She rushed back to the booth and picked up a bottle of wine to cover her face.

Wu Jiahao swallowed a mouthful of watermelon and asked for the sake of conversation: Are you... hot?

Ruan Tang:?

Wu Jiahao took out a small fan from his backpack and handed it to her, pointing to the bottle of wine in her hand that was pressed against her face.

Ruan Tang was surprised, thinking that the fan at least covered a larger area than the wine bottle, so she hurriedly took it, and at the same time moved closer to Wu Jiahao and asked: Why are you bringing this to the nightclub?

Wu Jiahao pushed his glasses and said: There is a large flow of people in a confined space, which can easily cause breathing difficulties and affect the body's oxygen supply, so be prepared for emergencies.

Before she could open her mouth to sigh, a curly-haired boy suddenly appeared from nowhere and patted her on the shoulder. He was wearing a Burberry T-shirt, shorts and LV slippers, and had a unruly look on his face. He leaned over to her ear and said: Come to our place for a drink.

It's not a question, it's an imperative.

Ruan Tang glanced at Wu Jiahao and thought, wouldn't it be a waste of collagen to sit here with him all night? So she nodded, returned the small fan to Wu Jiahao, and stood up to go with him.

The curly-haired boy brought Ruan Tang to a booth not far away. Before she could even stand still, she saw Jiang Li and Zhang Haoyu.

A group of young boys in the booth started to make a fuss when they saw Ruan Tang. Some handed Ruan Tang wine glasses, and some pushed Zhang Haoyu to stand up.

Ruan Tang's face turned dark and she turned and left. Zhang Haoyu hurriedly followed her.

She ran and he chased her, and they walked all the way to the corridor outside the bathroom. Ruan Tang finally stopped, turned around and asked: What do you want to do?

"I'm apologizing to you." Zhang Haoyu's eyes were full of sincerity, but in Ruan Tang's opinion, it was of no use at all.

Ruan Tang smiled, leaned against the wall with her arms folded, looked up at him slightly, nodded and said: Okay, I got it, let's go play.

Zhang Haoyu took a step forward and looked down at Ruan Tang's face. The distance between them was only one step away. She recognized the perfume on him. It was the same perfume she had said when she went to buy a birthday present for Xu Wei that day. She liked the smell of men spraying on their bodies.

"I think our meeting here today is fate arranged by God." Zhang Haoyu said in a low voice.

Ruan Tang covered her mouth and chuckled, saying: "I think you were not born in the 2000s, but unearthed in the 2000s, right?" It's fate. Besides, even if there is fate, it's still bad fate to meet in a place like a nightclub.

"I really like you." The other party started to hit straight balls.

"I know, but sorry, I have a boyfriend." Ruan Tang didn't know if it was because of the music, but she just felt a headache, so she made up a lie and was about to leave.

Zhang Haoyu stretched out his hand to block her way. Wall-banging in nightclubs is as common as clinking glasses when drinking. Men and women passing by kept casting ambiguous glances at him. He said: I don't believe it.

Ruan Tang rubbed her temples, took out her cell phone and called Feng Xue. The moment the call was connected, before he could say anything, she called out affectionately: Honey, what are you doing?

Feng Xue: Ah?

Ruan Tang: Oh, if I hadn’t been accompanying Xu Wei, I definitely wouldn’t have come. The noise is giving me a headache. Well, I’ll be back soon. It’s okay, don’t worry.

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone and looked at Zhang Haoyu. He bit his lip and asked: Doesn’t Feng Xue have a wife?

"Divorced." Ruan Tang was speechless.

"What's so good about him?"

Ruan Tang was eager to get away at this moment, saying that she was better than you in every way, and then pushed him away and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, he was relentless and pulled Ruan Tang and said, "But I can give you a better life than him."

It sounded like the speech of a domineering CEO in an old idol drama.

She sighed, sat down on a bench nearby, and tried to reason with him earnestly.

In the past, Ruan Tang hated men trying to reason with her the most. She thought of the saying on the Internet that we will eventually become the people we hate, and almost burst out laughing.

About half an hour later, Feng Xue suddenly appeared in front of Ruan Tang, and Zhang Haoyu was completely stunned.

Ruan Tang stood up and pulled him aside, leaned close to him and asked in a low voice: Why are you here?

Feng Xue frowned: You spoke so abnormally. I called Yingjun and Jiahao but they didn’t answer. I was worried that something might have happened to you.

"Are you two planning to cheat me together?" Zhang Haoyu's face suddenly moved between the two of them, like a little boy who didn't get a toy from his parents.

Feng Xue shook his head, put his arm around Ruan Tang's shoulders, and said: Why should we lie to you?

Ruan Tang was also shocked by the natural and smooth movements.

Seeing that the light in Zhang Haoyu's eyes was about to go out, she suddenly stretched out her hands, wrapped them around Feng Xue's neck, pecked him on the lips, and asked: Do you want to continue watching?

Zhang Haoyu frowned, turned around and disappeared into the corridor.

The two finally let go of each other. Feng Xue didn't know where to put his hands, as if he had just put them in a pile of bags. He asked, "Where's Jiahao? Let's go meet him."

Turning around, Feng Xue pursed his lips, tasting the sweet taste of alcohol. Normally, he couldn't get used to the drinks in nightclubs; they always felt a little off. Nightclubs were all about the atmosphere, and he wasn't into that. But today, he suddenly felt an urge to have a drink.

Cheers came from the dance floor. Before he could finish his words, he turned around and stepped into the crowd.

Ruan Tang put his hand on his chest, took a long breath, and followed his footsteps into the field.

Wu Jiahao sat alone for a long time, feeling bored and a waste of time. He sent a message to Jia Yingjun, saying that he still had a product report to write and would leave first, then stood up and prepared to leave.

He walked around the venue several times but couldn't find the exit. He stopped a relatively casually dressed girl and asked where it was. She looked him up and down, seemed to find him quite appealing, and took his arm around her, asking if he wanted to join her booth for a drink. Several other girls also came forward to help, pulling him aside.

Wu Jiahao was like Tang Monk who was tied up in the Spider Cave, waving his hands to refuse. The man in the same booth also joined in the commotion, putting the wine glass to his mouth and suggesting that he clink glasses with the girl in sportswear.

Just when he was looking embarrassed, a hand suddenly reached out from behind him and snatched the glass of wine.

"Jiang Li?" Wu Jiahao was stunned.

One of the girls with short pink hair and punk clothes complained: Shouldn’t there be a first-come-first-served system for chatting up people?

Jiang Li put her arms around Wu Jiahao's neck and said: He is my boyfriend!

Amidst everyone's "oohs", Jiang Li stood on tiptoe and gave Wu Jiahao a kiss on the face.

As the saying goes, there is no coincidence in the world. After receiving the news, Jia Yingjun, who was in the dance floor, walked towards the booth. In the dim flickering light, he suddenly saw his niece hugging his good brother and kissing him in front of everyone.

He rubbed his eyes and confirmed it again, and felt that all the blood in his body rushed to his head. He rushed forward in two steps, pried Jiang Li apart, grabbed Wu Jiahao's collar and punched him.

Afterwards, he still seemed unsatisfied and pushed Wu Jiahao to the ground and beat him up. Jiang Li took a while to recognize that this "woman" in puff sleeves and a short skirt was her uncle. She hurriedly shouted at her uncle to stop fighting and stepped forward to separate them.

The restless music was blasting one wave after another, but the people around stopped swaying and came over to watch the fun.

In the eyes of outsiders, this is probably a scene of "the original wife catches her cheating husband in a nightclub and beats him up."

The plot of catching a cheating couple and beating the mistress is not uncommon, but it is rare to see a woman who can keep a clear head and swing the fist of justice against "her own people". Moreover, this woman is so strong. Seeing the man lying on the ground with no power to fight back, people around her took out their mobile phones to take videos and forwarded the positive energy.

Xu Wei and Feng Xue, who arrived later, finally squeezed through the crowd and pulled the two apart. The nightclub manager also came to help evacuate the crowd, and the drama night was finally coming to an end.