Chapter 104: Don’t Drink Free Alcohol
“So, you came here just to stare at her?”
Sitting on a stool, Leng Qing Qiu tapped the table with her knuckles.
She looked at Lu Zhiyin and Qin An, and frowned.
The chaotic music in her ears was an atmosphere she truly disliked.
“…Tsk… Caring about me… What a joke.”
Glancing sideways at the white-haired girl not far away, Qin An shook her head.
She knew that what she had done to that person was excessive. It was already good that the person didn’t want to kill her, so how could they care about her?
Before skipping class and leaving school, Qin An had also heard the gossip that Lu Zhiyin liked to be beaten, but she wasn’t foolish enough to believe it.
She had actually interacted with Lu Zhiyin quite a lot. The way Lu Zhiyin used to resist her was still vivid in her memory. Even though Lu Zhiyin had become weak recently, she would still struggle and beg for mercy.
It was probably Leng Qing Qiu’s perverse sense of humor.
With her bright golden eyes looking at Leng Qing Qiu, Qin An didn’t think Leng Qing Qiu was a good person, nor did she want to have any dealings with her.
“No more wine…”
Looking back at her table, Qin An shook her head.
She had drunk several bottles of alcohol at once. Although she wasn’t drunk, her head was already a bit hazy.
The chaotic music played in her ears, the lights were blurry in her vision, and there were those alluring and shameless women with provocative postures.
She thought this place was still not chaotic enough to make her forget unpleasant things.
Qin An patted the table.
Soon, a female server, dressed somewhat properly, came to her side and brought her several new bottles of wine.
As the server was about to leave, Qin An stood up, put her arm around the server’s neck, and whispered a few words to her.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin continued to watch Qin An from afar. Because the music was quite loud and there was a distance, she naturally couldn’t hear Qin An’s words clearly.
She only knew that after Qin An let go of the server, the server hurried away.
In a short while, the lights, the music, and the dancing dancers all stopped temporarily.
“Ahem, today, all your expenses are covered by Miss Qin, so please have a blast.”
As the middle-aged woman’s voice blared through the speakers, the music resumed after a brief silence.
However, this time, the music turned to heavy metal, and as the music style changed, the thugs in the hall became excited.
Countless people stood up, raising their wine bottles, and shouting “Long live Miss Qin”.
Lu Zhiyin thought that “Miss Qin” probably referred to Qin An.
“…She really is rich.”
Closing her eyes, Lu Zhiyin sighed softly.
With Qin An covering all the expenses for the night, the hall became even more chaotic. Especially after learning that the expenses for sexual services were also included, many thugs began to rush to the stage to grab the dancers’ legs.
And those naked dancers were happy about it.
Lu Zhiyin couldn’t stand the scene, and neither could Leng Qing Qiu.
“I think perhaps we should leave.”
Beside her, Leng Qing Qiu reminded her.
“…”
Lu Zhiyin said nothing. She just looked at Qin An, feeling a little unwilling. She had been here for a while, but she hadn’t gotten any information. Qin An was just drinking, with no intention of discussing troublesome matters with her followers.
“Let’s see a bit longer…”
After hesitating for a moment, Lu Zhiyin decided to stay a little longer and leave before the situation got completely out of control.
Thinking this, Lu Zhiyin pursed her lips.
“Alright.”
Leng Qing Qiu nodded helplessly. Since she had agreed to help Lu Zhiyin and asked for more compensation, even though she didn’t know what Lu Zhiyin was trying to do, she still maintained the idea of helping people to the end and stayed by Lu Zhiyin’s side.
“Misses, someone has ordered juice for you.”
As Lu Zhiyin was lost in thought watching Qin An, a server brought two cups of freshly squeezed orange juice to their table and placed them on the tabletop.
After doing so, the server bowed and left to deliver things to others.
Just then, Qin An turned her head to look at Lu Zhiyin, wondering if that little cripple was still here.
Lu Zhiyin subconsciously thought that Qin An had ordered the juice. She picked up the cup and took a sip.
The juice tasted quite good, sour and sweet. It would have been even better if it didn’t have a bitter aftertaste.
While Lu Zhiyin was drinking the juice, Leng Qing Qiu looked around and noticed a thug with curly red hair looking at them not far away.
Frowning, Leng Qing Qiu moved closer to Lu Zhiyin.
“What does she really want to do?”
Seeing Lu Zhiyin, who had not left yet, Qin An clenched the wine bottle in her hand. She really couldn’t understand why Lu Zhiyin was still here.
However, she quickly let go of it. Whatever she thought, it wouldn’t threaten her, so it didn’t matter.
Thinking this, she turned her head and continued to drink silently.
“Sigh…”
Looking at Qin An, who still said nothing, Lu Zhiyin sighed slightly.
Perhaps it was because there were too many people, but she started to feel a little hot.
“Are you still staying here?”
Leng Qing Qiu’s words echoed in her ears. A slight warm current blew against Lu Zhiyin’s earlobe, and her body trembled as if something was about to emerge from her body.
“Mmm… Let’s see a bit longer…”
Speaking somewhat incoherently, Lu Zhiyin picked up the glass of orange juice and took another sip, trying to cool herself down with the drink.
Leng Qing Qiu reached out and touched Lu Zhiyin’s neck. Her hand was covered with fine sweat. The girl’s body temperature was frighteningly high.
“Mmmhmm…?”
With her eyes slightly narrowed, Lu Zhiyin turned her head. She looked at Leng Qing Qiu, and the sound that came out of her mouth was like a cat’s low purr, captivating the heart.
On the distant stage, the thugs and dancers were already engaged in indecent acts. Leng Qing Qiu thought they had to leave.
“So hot…”
Her consciousness had become somewhat hazy due to the heat from her body. Lu Zhiyin drank the orange juice in the cup in one gulp.
Of course, this was useless. She didn’t know that the orange juice in the cup was the root of her discomfort.
Or rather, at some point, her consciousness had become blurred, and she didn’t quite know what she was doing or saying.
Her back tingled. Lu Zhiyin squinted her eyes, trying hard to see the face of the person beside her.
“Leng Qing Qiu, I’m so hot…”
She complained in a low voice and reached out to hug Leng Qing Qiu.
To Lu Zhiyin, Leng Qing Qiu’s body temperature was indeed relatively lower.
Leng Qing Qiu did not dodge. She let her childhood friend hug her.
“Mmmhmm… Mmm… Ah…”
With a series of unintelligible hums and ahs, Lu Zhiyin kept rubbing against Leng Qing Qiu’s body.
Leng Qing Qiu realized that her childhood friend had been drugged. She gently pushed Lu Zhiyin away and looked at the curly-haired red-haired person not far away.
