Dong Enyu refused Rick’s offer to take her home.
Even if she didn’t say anything or get angry, it didn’t mean she wasn’t hurt.
Her heart was bleeding, but no one saw it… She casually hailed a taxi, and instead of giving the address of her villa, she blurted out the name of a familiar Night Club.
That night, she wanted to let loose, to drink until she was wasted and collapsed on the roadside.
Even if she woke up the next day to find a stranger beside her, she wouldn’t care.
Was this feeling heartbreak? Dong Enyu leaned weakly against the car door, lost in thought, until the driver woke her up.
She paid the fare haphazardly and got out of the car.
Her high heels wobbled on the street, and she almost couldn’t stand steady.
She wasn’t drunk yet, but she was already stumbling.
Looking up, the RED BLUE sign was particularly dazzling.
She knew this was a dangerous place… It was Qi Ge’s, no, now it was Luo Ye’s place… Dong Enyu suddenly let out a few cold laughs and boldly went downstairs.
The music in the dance floor was pounding, with high-end speakers blasting strong rhythmic electronic music.
The Night Club was filled with scantily clad girls and many wealthy young men looking for prey.
Dong Enyu swaggered through the crowd, pulled up a high stool at the bar, and sat down, casually ordering three different strong drinks from the bartender.
She wanted to get drunk, to numb the pain in her heart… The first drink burned down her throat, and Dong Enyu self-destructively curled her lips.
Compared to heartache, this pain was nothing.
She lowered her head, her hand slightly tightening around the glass, as memories of her life with Mu Lin flashed through her mind like a slideshow, clear yet fleeting, disappearing before she could see them clearly…
After the second drink, Dong Enyu coughed a few times and pushed the glass away, gasping for breath.
She hadn’t lashed out at Mu Lin at the dinner table, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t angry.
A long-awaited reunion turned into such a scene, with a stranger holding Mu Lin, laughing and saying, “This is my fiancée”… What a joke? Maybe this heartache wasn’t heartbreak, but betrayal… But so what? Mu Lin and she… Mu Lin and she… What did it even mean?
As she was sipping her third drink, a man appeared beside Dong Enyu, a typical Night Club flirt.
Dressed in flashy clothes, wearing high-end cologne, with charming and seductive eyes… He was a handsome guy, but Dong Enyu was unmoved.
She took a sip of the strong drink, her expression somewhat dazed.
Normally, she was a woman who could hold her liquor, but that night she was determined to get drunk, so she downed the strongest drink in one go.
While an average person would be babbling nonsense after one drink, even after her third, Dong Enyu only slightly lowered her eyes, her cheeks slightly flushed from the alcohol.
“Hi, mind if I sit here?” The man said as he pulled out a chair, not waiting for Dong Enyu to respond, already signaling the bartender for a drink.
“Drinking alone is boring, how about I join you?” He glanced at the empty glasses on the table, already having a hunch that the woman must be drunk.
Dong Enyu didn’t chase the man away; instead, she ordered the same drink as him from the bartender, toasted him, and then downed the sweet drink in one go.
Her bold drinking left the man stunned, then he smiled and finished his drink.
At the bar, the stunning woman kept pouring drinks for herself, with a handsome man beside her, unable to keep up with her drinking pace.
Four drinks, five drinks, eight drinks, eleven drinks…
“Hey, that’s enough, right? You’re definitely going to get drunk drinking like this.” The man finally couldn’t stand it and reached out to grab the glass from Dong Enyu’s hand, but she dodged him.
The woman wasn’t going to get drunk; she was already drunk, and she was drinking herself into oblivion.
She wasn’t causing a scene, just mechanically, self-destructively drinking.
“I want to get drunk… to get drunk… that’s why I’m drinking…” Dong Enyu chuckled softly, raising her hand to drink the last bit of liquid from the glass.
She didn’t care who flirted with her or what would happen next.
At this moment, she just felt an emptiness in her heart, like a gaping hole that she couldn’t mend…
Unfillable… Unfillable… No amount of numbing would help…
“Looks like you’re in a bad mood,” the man chuckled a few times, then moved closer to Dong Enyu, his deep voice sounding almost enchanting in her ears.
“How about we find a quiet place to drink? Just you and me, drinking to our heart’s content, how about it?”
How about it?… For a woman who was drunk out of her mind, she no longer had the rationality to think about the words “how about it.”
Just as Dong Enyu was about to nod in her daze, a noisy group of guests suddenly entered the Night Club, with shouting and laughter that even the blaring electronic music couldn’t drown out.
It was like a herd of wild bulls, taking over the sofa area of the Night Club.
“Tsk, no class.” The man cursed under his breath.
Although this was a Night Club, it was different from a third-rate Night Club.
The guests who came here were screened to a certain level, and the riffraff you could find on the street wouldn’t be allowed in.
But tonight, the doorman must have been slacking off, or how else would this group of scoundrels have gotten in?
While the man was busy despising the guests in the sofa area, Dong Enyu downed two more drinks.
“Lively is good… lively… then it’s not lonely… hehe…” The electronic music pierced her eardrums, and Dong Enyu could barely hear her own voice.
She laughed and joked in her daze, then with a thud! she collapsed onto the bar, her whole body limp and powerless, even knocking several glasses off the table, shattering them.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t fall asleep, let’s go find a place…”
“Oh! It’s you! What a coincidence!” The man’s words were cut off by a clear voice.
He turned around to see a woman in a black designer shirt and worn-out jeans walking in from the entrance, her vibrant red hair particularly eye-catching, and a row of silver rings on her ear even more attention-grabbing.
The woman was waving her hands and greeting someone sitting in the center of the group of men who had just entered.
That person was wearing a baseball cap and a military-style jacket, their face obscured.
Dong Enyu’s body trembled, and she slowly lifted her heavy head.
Such a familiar voice… so familiar… Of course, she recognized the woman with the fiery red hair and the woman in the military jacket.
Yong Le and Luo Ye, two people who were both friends and foes in her life.
Just as Dong Enyu was about to turn around, another uninvited guest arrived.
This person was wearing a dark blue suit that didn’t match the Night Club, with high heels encrusted with rhinestones clicking on the marble floor.
As soon as she entered the dance floor, she immediately spotted the two equally striking women.
The newcomer was Zhao Han, known as Teacher Zhao, a popular tutor at Wutang, who occasionally came to the Night Club for a few drinks, but today was not a good time.
“Hmph, what bad luck.” The cold snort from the heart was unmistakable.
Yong Le, with her hands in her pockets, quickly corrected, “It should be fate, right? Teacher Zhao?” That cheeky smile made Zhao Han look away in disgust.
“Shall we go?” The man saw the three women silently confronting each other and urged Dong Enyu.
Although he didn’t know the three women, the aura they exuded was a clear warning to others that they weren’t to be trifled with.
The man wasn’t blind; just seeing one of them leading so many strong men into the venue, it was obvious she wasn’t someone with a simple background.
Dong Enyu was helped up by the man, but she was so drunk that she couldn’t keep her balance, and her legs gave way, causing her to fall into the man’s arms, practically throwing herself at him.
“Where are we… going? Where are you taking me… to have fun?” Dong Enyu asked, almost biting her tongue.
She wanted to stand firm, but her limbs wouldn’t cooperate.
“Anywhere…” The man hadn’t even finished saying “good” when he felt three intense gazes on him.
At this moment, Dong Enyu lazily sat back in her chair, and the man, who had been urging her, now returned to his seat.
The three gazes were scorching, and the man’s cheeks flushed, not from shyness, but from excitement.
He knew which three beauties those gazes belonged to, and any one of them was younger and more unique than the drunken woman beside him.
So the man changed his mind.
If there was a delicious feast waiting for him, why bother with tasteless dry bread?
“…Where? …Where are you taking me… to have fun?” Dong Enyu shook her head, asking, her hands reaching out aimlessly for the man.
“You’re so drunk you can barely walk, where can you go? How about I call you a cab?” The man pulled Dong Enyu’s hand away and sighed.
Unexpectedly, Dong Enyu suddenly furrowed her brows, “What? …You were hitting on me… weren’t you going to the hotel? …Wasn’t it supposed to be… a one-night stand? Why are you… backing out?” Her voice, neither too loud nor too soft, mixed with the music, and Dong Enyu wasn’t aware of what she was saying, just expressing her understanding.
The man coughed awkwardly, lowering his voice, “You’re so drunk you can’t even stand, can you still do it?”
Can you still do it?…
Dong Enyu suddenly burst into laughter, “Why not?” She said, reaching up to unbutton her shirt, her bold and provocative move making it hard for the man to look away.
Even tasteless dry bread could fill a stomach, and a man thinking with his lower half didn’t notice the scene behind him.
“Hi!” A sudden voice snapped the man back to reality.
He turned around to see the woman with the fiery red hair standing between him and Dong Enyu.
Up close, her cheeky smile was actually a bit cute, her delicate features giving her an impish charm.
“Are you planning to get a room with her?”
Unexpectedly, the first thing the beauty said was such an explosive question, almost making the man choke on his saliva.
“…Get a room… sure… get a room… tonight… let’s have fun…” Dong Enyu was drunkenly babbling, like a child tugging at the man’s sleeve, but he pulled away.
“No, I just wanted to find a different place to drink, but if there’s another plan, I don’t mind changing.” The man put on what he thought was a charming smile, hinting to Yong Le that he didn’t mind ditching the drunken Dong Enyu for her.
“Then you should change it.” Yong Le laughed heartily, making the man look infatuated.
In contrast, Dong Enyu was still in a daze.
She reached out to grab the man’s collar, but halfway through, someone grabbed her wrist instead.
“What are you doing?” This question came from Zhao Han, who tightened her grip to make Dong Enyu sober up a bit.
How dare she shamelessly lean on a stranger…
“Let go, I want… to have fun… tonight I want… to enjoy myself…” Reeking of alcohol, Dong Enyu was completely drunk.
She didn’t even notice who was standing around her.
Zhao Han frowned, about to scold her, when Luo Ye also stood up and approached.
The atmosphere instantly became tense, and all the little brothers were dumbfounded.
Those three women were famous figures in Wutang…
And now they were confronting each other over a man?
