Rong Xiao quickly squeezed between the two of them, standing in front of Dai Dai, "Is it interesting to be a third party? Dai Dai belongs to Huo Meiren, and you are mine."
Sure enough, after a couple of drinks, they couldn't speak properly anymore.
Zhao Jiequn bypassed Rong Xiao and pulled Xue Qiandai, saying, "Dai Dai, I want to dance with you. I'm the dance king, and I dance really well."
Instantly transforming into a peacock displaying its tail feathers.
Xue Qiandai tapped her fingers, a blush creeping onto her face—not from embarrassment, but from the club's overly excited atmosphere. "None of you are a match for my beauty. Behave yourselves."
"It's just dancing, it's Christmas Eve."
Xue Qiandai silently recited "Beautiful Huo" a hundred times in her mind, imagining herself dancing like a chaotic, nightclub-style dance.
Words were brewing over wine, and unspoken thoughts were amplified through dance. Suddenly, Xue Qiandai asked, "Young Master Zhao, if someone always thought they had no mother, and then one day her mother suddenly appeared, what should she do?"
Zhao Jiequn hiccuped. "I don't know. I lost my mother when I was very young. My dad even lied to my sister, saying that my mother went abroad. Well, heaven is a foreign country too. Actually, I understand everything. The more I understand, the more painful it is."
Xue Qiandai realized that Zhao Jiequn's pain was, in some ways, the same as hers.
Zhao Jiequn added, "I used to be only interested in women for less than three minutes because I saw through my father's hypocritical love."
In the end, however, he fell in love with the same type of woman as his father.
Xue Qiandai stepped forward, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, slapped them twice, and then separated them. "Rong Xiao is in your hands. He will treat you well."
Zhao Jiequn: "..."
I'm straight, straight, straight!!!
Rong Xiao squeezed through the crowd, excitedly shouting, "Drag Queen! Drag Queen!"
He's the one with heavy makeup, he's the one who walks on high heels as if they were flat ground, he's the one who lives his own life with personality, he is the drag queen.
Actually, there are many drag queens in Europe and America, but there is a lot of misunderstanding about them in China. In Beijing, if there's anywhere that's tolerant and inclusive of this, it's probably Sanlitun-Gongti. It's a paradise for fashion trends, outlandish clothing, fetishes, and the LGBTQ community.
At the Lantern Club, the center stage was given to the drag queen. Dressed in a black bodysuit and a sexy mesh hat, she seemed like a natural dancer with talent like Michael Jackson.
Trendy men and women surrounded him, their cheers and whistles blending with the mesmerizing electronic music.
The drag queen's long legs moved with her dance steps.
Less than five meters away from Xue Qiandai.
Suddenly, a strange change occurred.
The drag queen suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it towards Xue Qiandai and Zhao Jiequn.
The dagger rapidly magnified in her pupils. Xue Qiandai had no time to think; she pushed Zhao Jiequn backward.
"Dai Dai!" Zhao Jiequn shouted. "Seize the Empress in plain clothes!"
Screams erupted from the crowd, filled with panic and chaos.
All the lights went out in an instant, indicating that the power had been turned off.
Zhao Jiequn fell to the ground, a soft body pressing down on her. He tried to help her up, but touched a sticky liquid. His heart sank instantly, and then he heard Xue Qiandai's strained voice: "I said I would repay you, no matter who he came for, it means I've kept my promise."
Club staff immediately shouted, "Everyone stay calm and don't move. We'll repair the circuit immediately to prevent a stampede."
In a crowded and chaotic situation, the biggest fear is a stampede.
One by one, the phones turned on their flashlights. No one stayed still; everyone was looking for an exit or an escape route.
"Rong Xiao! Rong Xiao!" Zhao Jiequn quickly helped Xue Qiandai up and held her protectively in his arms. He would repay anyone who hurt her in the slightest with his blood.
"Consort Dai!" Using the flashlight, Rong Xiao moved towards Xue Qiandai's direction again.
"Quickly send Dai Dai away!" Zhao Jiequn's eyes reddened, but the club was shrouded in darkness, and there was no sign of the drag queen.
The two people helped Dai Dai out of the club with the crowd. There were too many people on the street, and it was difficult to get a taxi.
"My car's over there." By the light of the streetlamp, Rong Xiao saw that Dai Dai was bleeding from her abdomen, her brows furrowed in pain. He'd risk drunk driving to get Dai Dai to the hospital!
Just then, a black car braked sharply and stopped beside them. Without thinking, Zhao Jiequn opened the back door. "Get in."
Rong Xiao helped Dai Dai into the car first, followed by Zhao Jiequn in the passenger seat. However, before he could get in, the driver slammed on the gas, and the car sped off like an arrow.
"Damn it, fuck it!" Zhao Jiequn squinted and saw that the black car's license plate ended in 4123. He stomped his foot fiercely.
There was no time to think. There were other taxis waiting by the roadside, so he dragged the person out, got in, and slammed the door shut. "Catch up with that unlicensed taxi, number 4123. Quick!"
The driver was stunned. How could he chase after them in the dead of night? Several red old men's faces were thrown at him.
Zhao Jiequn kicked the front seat, "Drive! Chase them!"
The area between Workers' Stadium and Sanlitun in Beijing is just as congested as the CBD. Cars enter the traffic jam and disappear as if they've vanished into thin air. With such a delay, you can hardly see anything at all.
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