Chapter 20 20 "Do you really want to be bad?"
After that day, Chen Zan lost contact with He Jingsui. She stared at her phone every day, looking at the few chat records between them.
She didn't know what had happened to him or why he disappeared without a trace.
Before I could figure these things out, the club team building on Friday came first.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Zan and He Shiyi arrived on time at the place where Lu Wei organized the team-building activity.
It is a high-end club in Beijing's northern part, with excellent privacy.
Having been strictly controlled by Lou Yan since childhood, Chen Zan had never been to such places. However, He Shiyi was much more familiar with such places. Seeing the sign of this club, she couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect the president to be such a wealthy man..."
"Do you know this place?" Hearing the voice, Chen Zan turned his head to look at He Shiyi beside him.
He Shiyi nodded, "Yes, my brother and Jiang Qiannan used to come here often. My brother was even a VIP customer here."
I didn't expect it was because of this.
He Shiyi didn't give her time to think and pulled her inside, "Come on, let's go in quickly."
He Shiyi led him around in circles until they arrived at the door of Lu Weiding's box.
The heavy metal door blocked out the deafening music from inside. The moment the door was opened, the music flooded out, making Chen Zan's scalp numb.
Many people had already come to the box, and they were sitting in a messy pattern on the sofas around the marble coffee table, some drinking and some singing.
The laser lights above my head were flashing wildly, and the dark blue light filled the entire room.
The clinking of wine glasses was accompanied by laughter and joy.
After greeting Lu Wei, He Shiyi pulled Chen Zan to sit on the sofa nearby. There were girls sitting around them, drinking and chatting.
He Shiyi leaned over and took two cups from the coffee table, handed one to Chen Zan beside him, and then joined their conversation.
She was outgoing and soon had an animated conversation with the girls. Only Chen Zan sat politely next to her, holding the glass of brightly colored wine in his hand, and didn't know what to say for a while.
Most of the time, she played the role of a silent listener.
However, He Shiyi did not completely ignore Chen Zhan. She would occasionally turn around and talk to Chen Zhan. The girls chatted happily and clinked glasses.
It was Chen Zan's first time drinking alcohol. The brightly colored wine was particularly fascinating in the dim ambient lighting. The taste of the wine was very rich, sliding across the tongue and spreading to every part of the mouth.
Not used to the taste, Chen Zhan almost finished the glass of wine with a frown on his face.
The second after the glass was empty, He Shiyi took a new glass from the coffee table and said to her with a smile: "Try this."
Chen Zan pushed slightly, moved closer to He Shiyi, and said, "Shiyi, I don't want to drink anymore."
"Drink it." He Shiyi was having fun and said, "Just a small cup, it's okay."
"But I don't drink. What if I drink too much?"
"Don't worry." He Shiyi patted her shoulder and assured her in a very reassuring tone, "Even if you drink too much, I will take you back to school safely."
After failing to refuse, Chen Zan had no choice but to take the glass of wine that He Shiyi handed to her. She lowered her eyes and looked at the slightly shaking wine in the glass, a little absent-minded.
He Shiyi clinked his glass with hers, then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. Her face was already beginning to turn red, and it was warm, making it difficult to tell how sober she was still.
She didn't touch the glass of wine and put it back on the coffee table.
Just as she was thinking about how to bring He Shiyi back to school, a pretty figure walked over from the group of boys on the other side. Qin Yuyao had a good figure, a slender waist and a well-proportioned body. She had flesh where it should be. The boys looked at her with envy, and the girls looked at her with envy.
For the team building today, she dressed up specially, wearing a grey one-shoulder crop top with exposed belly, high-waisted wide-leg jeans, her long hair straightened and draped over her shoulders, with a silver hoop earring hanging on each earlobe. She looked trendy and cool, and there was a kind of confusing attraction as she moved around in this fascinating dim environment.
She walked over, picked up a glass of wine from the table, clinked glasses with the group of girls, and then sat down next to them smoothly. Her tone was so familiar that there was no sense of interruption at all. "What are you talking about?"
Several little girls greeted her politely, "Hello, deputy director." Qin Yuyao leaned on the sofa, crossed her legs, and raised her glass to drink with them.
A girl excitedly shared her conversation topic with her, "We were just talking about the art exhibition. This exhibition is really well organized and has attracted a lot of people to our school."
“The exhibition was a success, and everyone deserves credit.”
Qin Yuyao distributed the reward equally to everyone present, and the equal praise made all the girls happy.
Some people took the opportunity to flatter him, saying, "That's all thanks to the leadership of the seniors and the president. Without them, we wouldn't be able to do this. You should be the ones who have been working hard during this period."
"Come, senior sister, I toast you."
Qin Yuyao clinked glasses with her and said thank you with a curved lip.
"I want to touch it too! I want to touch it too!"
Several girls took turns clinking glasses, including He Shiyi. She was already drunk, and Chen Zhan secretly tugged at her clothes to ask her to drink less, but she slapped him away. She turned around and repeatedly assured her, "Zhan Zhan, it's really okay. This wine won't make you drunk~"
The dim light in the box flashed across her face frame by frame. In these flashing moments, Chen Zan saw her eyes that were obviously intoxicated, two blushes on her cheeks, and even her ears were red.
This is not just drunkenness, it's extremely drunkenness.
Chen Zhan was inexplicably in a difficult situation, but at this moment, Qin Yuyao suddenly called out to her, "Chen Zhan."
Looking in the direction of the voice, Chen Zan saw Qin Yuyao tilting her head towards her. She was holding a glass of wine in her hand, shaking it slowly.
Chen Zhan nodded politely at her, "Senior."
Qin Yuyao raised her glass towards her and asked, "Shall we have a drink?"
Chen Zhan politely refused, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I can't drink too much."
"Alcohol allergy?"
"No." Chen Zan shook his head.
"Then why don't you drink?" Qin Yuyao shook the glass of wine in her hand, like a femme fatale crawling in this dim space. She looked at her, and the hidden intention in her eyes was only understood by her. "Don't you want to give me face?"
"That's not what I meant."
Chen Zan refuted her words, but attracted malicious speculation from those little girls.
"Chen Zhan, did you do this on purpose?"
"No, I'm not." Chen Zan replied good-temperedly.
"Then why don't you drink? Aren't you really that unsociable?"
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Fierce words came crashing down on Chen Zan. He Shiyi was drunk and dizzy, unable to make sense of the situation for a moment, looking left and right.
Chen Zan sat there alone, picking his fingers with his clasped hands.
"You are so ignorant. It's such a nice day today. Can you please not spoil the fun?"
"that is."
Unable to argue, and without He Shiyi's help, Chen Zhan had no choice but to pick up the glass of wine that she had just put back on the coffee table and apologize to Qin Yuyao, "Senior sister, I didn't mean to disrespect you."
"Who knows?" Qin Yuyao smiled knowingly. She still leaned lazily, her eyebrows like willows raised slightly. "Unless you drink a couple of glasses."
She said this with great ease, but it was like two huge rocks falling from the sky and pressing down on her shoulders.
She bit her lip hesitantly.
Little did he know that some girls were complaining in a low voice, "You're still hesitant about drinking. Tsk, you're so hypocritical."
When she said this, the music in the box just transitioned to a slow pace, and every word clearly entered Chen Zan's ears.
I don't know where the rebelliousness came from, but the pair of eyes he looked at Qin Yuyao were filled with stubbornness, "Okay, two cups is two cups."
After watching her finish two glasses, Qin Yuyao curled her lips in the gesture of a winner. After drinking the wine in the glass, she looked at Chen Zan again.
Her fair cheeks were flushed, and her thin lips were bright red. The flicker of light and shadow illuminated the remaining wine stains on them. She seemed a little tipsy, and her eyelashes drooped softly, occasionally fluttering like the wings of a young bird.
That look is quite adorable.
Inexplicably, she suddenly thought of the scene at the art exhibition that day when He Jingsui ignored her existence and walked towards her. She felt unwilling and angry, and the hand holding the wine glass tightened uncontrollably, and the look in his eyes when he stared at her changed.
She even felt a little regretful that she should have given her two more glasses of wine.
The space in the box was cramped and made people feel stuffy and uncomfortable, so Chen Zan got up and went out to get some fresh air.
She wasn't too drunk and was still conscious.
Pushing open the heavy door of the box and stepping onto the soft carpet, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief. As the stuffy feeling in the box gradually dissipated, the two huge stones on her body also slowly reduced their weight.
She leaned against the wall and breathed in the fresh air. She closed her eyes and felt a little dizzy. The lightness of her feet, as if they were stepping on cotton, made her afraid to take big steps forward.
Chen Zan leaned against the wall, his cheeks burning as if on fire.
Inexperienced, she foolishly leaned there waiting for the fire to die out, but found it was in vain, and it even seemed to be getting hotter.
The alcohol was taking its toll on her, and her mind was becoming increasingly hazy. She blinked and shook her head, trying to stay awake.
She leaned against the wall and took a small step forward cautiously, but her feet suddenly loosened and Chen Zan fell to the ground without warning.
Despite the soft carpet on the floor, Chen Zhan still bumped her knee, and the pain made her gasp. She bit her lip and tried to stand up, but she found she had no strength to do anything.
The light in front of my eyes also scattered, and even double images appeared.
She sat there and struggled for a few seconds. Suddenly, a black light appeared in the fragmented light spots in front of her eyes. After a long pause, she could see clearly that it was two legs.
Stopping in front of her, the white sneakers caught her dazed eyes.
Chen Zhan raised his eyes and scanned the man in front of him from bottom to top. He was wearing black casual pants and a black polo shirt. He was standing with his hands in his pockets, looking down, waiting for her upward gaze to meet his.
Sitting on the ground, I almost had to look up to see him, he was so tall. The light was scattered behind him, and in the shadow of the backlight, his outline was more three-dimensional and clear.
She stared at him blankly, and only after seeing the slight curve of his lips did she move her eyes stiffly, not daring to recognize the man in front of her, "He Jingsui..."
Thinking it was a dream, her voice was very soft.
The man in front of her slowly squatted down, and the distance between them was shortened in that instant. She stared at him blankly with her round eyes, a hint of his scent mingling with her nostrils, making her somewhat confused.
Raising her hand, she poked his cheek with her fingers. The touch of her fingers felt real, making her vaguely understand that this was not a dream, but the real He Jingsui.
Her actions were so indifferent and unusual that He Jing was startled. He raised his hand and held her finger. It was as slender as a scallion, and the skin was delicate. The slight curve at the corner of her lips gradually disappeared. He saw the abnormal blush on Chen Zan's cheeks. He frowned slightly and asked her in a low voice, "Have you been drinking?"
Chen Zhan nodded obediently, "Yes."
"How much did you drink?"
Chen Zan broke free from his hand, first making a "two" gesture, and then raised a finger to make a "three" gesture.
He Jing then laughed, "How much is it?"
Chen Zhan frowned and burped, "Three...cups."
"Three cups and you're this drunk?"
She doesn't speak.
He Jingsui didn't want to argue with a drunk. He reached out and grabbed her arm, lifting her up from the ground. He supported her shoulders and leaned her against the wall. He steadied her with both hands and asked her, "Did you come here alone?"
Chen Zhan shook his head, his eyes clear, "Shi Yi is here too."
"He Shiyi?"
Chen Zan nodded, raised his hand and pointed in a direction, and said vaguely: "In the box..."
"Why are you drinking?" He Jingsui looked at the drunk man in front of him and asked mischievously, "Did you break up with your boyfriend?"
As soon as the words fell from her mouth, she received a glare from Chen Zhan that frightened everyone to death. She punched He Jingsui in the stomach powerlessly, "I already told you that I don't have a boyfriend."
There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone, so He Jing chuckled softly, his chest shaking slightly.
He had seen too many unknown sides of Chen Zhan, from her pretending to be well-behaved to her revealing her true colors, almost every time it refreshed his eyes.
What an interesting and "well-behaved" rabbit.
"Then why are you drinking?" He smiled a vague smile and moved closer to her. His warm breath brushed against her face, mixed with his low, tender voice. "Do you really want to be bad?"
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