(Private message) Xiaoling: [So, is she pretending to be the second letter B?]
(Private message) Chu Chu couldn't stand Xiao Ling's tone. "Do you know that pretending to be cool is a skill? Effectively pretending to be cool can make you seem more mysterious and unpredictable, and also improve other people's impression of you."
(Private message) Xiaoling: [I don't understand.]
(In a private message) Chu Chu, brainwashed by Qiao Zhen, was exasperated with Xiao Ling, saying, "Sigh, with your IQ, no wonder you can only create a level two system."
Xiao Ling, who was inexplicably caught in the crossfire, felt very upset.
Just as Qiao Zhen had predicted, Master Hong was "chatting" with a man in a black suit in a private room on the seventh floor.
Qiao Zhen pushed open the door and entered, carrying the last two bottles of wine. "Sir, here's your Lafite." She placed the brown-red wine bottles on the bar.
But inside, she was screaming: "Quick! Leave your high-tech stuff here!"
Xiao Ling: [Okay.]
Master Hong was a skinny man, not short, so he looked more like a bamboo pole. His cheekbones were high and prominent, making him look very mean, especially his narrow eyes, which seemed out of place on his face. He casually patted his knees, showing a shrewdness. "We didn't order any wine."
The implication is that there are doubts in one's heart.
Qiao's already tense nerves tightened even more.
Xiao Ling: [Second Master Yuan, this is a gift that our boss specifically instructed us to give you.]
Qiao Zhen repeated Xiao Ling's words, but Second Master Hong only glanced at her a few times before telling her to leave.
Did you leave behind any high-tech achievements?
Xiao Ling: [Stayed.]
"Please enjoy your meal." Qiao Zhen turned to leave with the wine tray. But as she pushed open the door, she heard Second Master Hong's voice, "Stop, turn around."
Qiao Zhen's heart skipped a beat, but the more flustered she became, the calmer she remained. With a standard smile, she turned to look at Master Hong, "Sir, is there anything you need?"
Master Hong slightly raised his eyelids. "Who are you? I've never seen you before."
Xiao Ling: [I was only recently hired.]
Qiao Zhen repeated Xiao Ling's words. After listening, Master Hong didn't say anything, his gaze scanning Qiao Zhen's face. Qiao Zhen tried her best to look puzzled. "Sir? Is something wrong?"
Second Master Hong waved his hand.
As Qiao Zhen left and closed the door, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and left as if on the wind.
Master Hong casually assigned two of his men to follow Qiao Zhen and observe her movements.
Xiao Ling: [Don't turn around, someone's following you. It's one of Master Hong's men. Master Hong's real name is Yuan, and he's brothers with the owner of this club. They both use their real names, so you can't let him notice anything amiss. Otherwise, you can't handle the dozens of people spying around the club by yourself.]
Qiao Zhen was completely bewildered. "Why didn't you say anything when I came in? And why didn't you tell me before I knocked out the waiter?"
Xiao Ling: [Of course the staff restrooms are empty, because the staff are all insiders. None of the staff at this club are exactly well-off.]
Qiao Zhen understood. Everyone working here was a scoundrel. Wasn't the boy who had just confessed his feelings to her in danger? A sudden pang of conscience struck her. After changing her clothes in the staff restroom, she ran to the private room the boy had told her about. Taking advantage of the noise and bustle in the room, she leaned close to the boy's ear and whispered, "Leave here. It's dangerous."
The boy's name was Shen Xu, a homonym for kidney deficiency. It was unclear why his parents would choose such a refined name. Looking at Qiao Zhen so close by, he felt somewhat embarrassed. "It's lively here, there's no threat."
Qiao Zhen leaned close to his ear, "I'm just giving you a heads-up, out of friendship." She smiled sweetly, her eyes revealing no other intention.
She had already warned Shen Xu, and whether he believed her or not was none of her business.
Qiao Zhen left with her backpack and returned to the An family home at nine o'clock. After taking a shower, she pushed open An Zhao's door and found that An Zhao was holding something. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the pinhole camera that Qiao Zhen had seen in the window crack before.
"Zhao Zhao, listen to the audio for a little while longer before going to sleep." Qiao Zhen took the camera from An Zhao's hand.
An Zhao obediently agreed, "Mmm." He followed Qiao Zhen's voice and hugged her waist, "But I'm scared. There are noises in the room at midnight."
Qiao Zhen thought it was the sound of cicadas outside the window. "It's nothing. There's a tree outside the window. There are cicadas on the tree this time of year, and they just keep chirping 'zhi-liao, zhi-liao.'"
If what Qiao Zhen said was true, he wouldn't have been scared back then. An Zhao thought sarcastically to himself, but on the surface he still looked weak and submissive. "It's not the sound of cicadas, it's terrifying, I don't know what kind of sound it is."
Qiao Zhen coaxed him, "Okay, I'll sneak in tonight, I won't sleep, I'll sleep with you."
An Zhao's face flushed again; his skin was very fair, so the blush was even more noticeable.
midnight.
Qiao Zhen slipped into An Zhao's room carrying a thin blanket and a pillow. As she held An Zhao's head, a suffocating sound suddenly rang in her ears. It sounded like steel bars clashing, or like something out of a horror movie. It's common knowledge that background music greatly influences the terror of a horror film. Moreover, An Zhao was surrounded by complete darkness, meaning his fear was several times greater than that of a normal person.
An Zhao trembled in fright and hugged Qiao Zhen tightly, "That voice is back again."
Then came the sound of a woman weeping, plaintive and sorrowful. The sound wasn't far from them. Qiao Zhen reached out and turned on the light in the room, turning her head several times but unable to see anything making the sound. "Zhao Zhao, don't be afraid."
Qiao Zhen: [Xiao Ling, change this scary sound to a festive one.]
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