“Let’s go outside to talk.”
After listening to Mama-san’s words, Qi Ge pondered for a long time before responding.
Master Ming shot him a few glances, nodding in agreement.
The decision lay with the two bosses, and seeing this, Mama-san let out a sigh of relief.
However, plans are always subject to change.
Just as Qi Ge and Master Ming stepped out of the private room, the brothers inside suddenly got into a heated argument that escalated into a full-blown fight.
In an instant, even the bosses couldn’t control the situation, and both factions were thrown into chaos.
The female attendants were caught in the crossfire, crying and screaming, creating a ruckus.
Mama-san was furious and shouted at them, but no one inside paid her any mind.
The situation was getting out of hand; bottles were being smashed, baseball bats were breaking furniture, and sofas were being kicked in half.
The commotion didn’t stop there; they even spilled out of the room and started chasing each other down the hallway.
Master Ming and Qi Ge’s expressions darkened.
Although Mama-san was distressed about the destruction of the private room, she still urged the two bosses to head downstairs.
Seeing the chaos unfold, Dong Enyu quickly ran toward the freight elevator, thinking that if she couldn’t take the elevator, she could always use the stairs.
However, just as she ducked into the stairwell, five men came barreling after her, pushing and shoving, making it hard to navigate.
As she descended to the next level, someone unexpectedly shoved her from behind, causing her to lose her balance and stumble forward.
Fortunately, she was a police academy graduate and a special agent; pretending to be weak could cost her life!
At that moment, Dong Enyu’s eyes darkened, and she adjusted her grip on the railing.
Just as she was about to leap to the opposite staircase, a strong gaze hit her like a wave.
She realized something was wrong; in that brief second, she retracted her grip, her body leaning forward as if she were about to fall.
“Ugh!”
In an instant, Dong Enyu was yanked back by someone at her waist, colliding with the person behind her and letting out a pained cry.
In that fleeting moment, she was gambling with her life.
With lingering fear, she glanced back and saw the person who had been sitting at the stairwell just moments ago had saved her.
Indeed, when she sensed the other person’s gaze, she made the right choice.
If she had jumped to the opposite staircase, her identity would have been questioned.
But if she trusted the person behind her to act, she could safely get through.
“…Thank you.”
Dong Enyu’s face was pale as she expressed her gratitude to her savior.
Now she could finally see the other person clearly.
Although half of their face was obscured by a turned-up collar, from her angle, the bright eyes beneath the brim of the hat captivated Dong Enyu for a few seconds.
The emerald green of those eyes was pure and beautiful, exuding a steadfast gaze without any impurities.
“Can you jump over?”
The voice was deep and steady, sending a shiver down Dong Enyu’s spine.
…Had she been seen through?
Embarrassed, Dong Enyu fidgeted with her hair and replied, “How would I know if I don’t try? But thankfully, you caught me; otherwise, I might have really fallen.”
The dark eyes sparkled with amusement, and Dong Enyu managed to calm her nerves, appearing quite composed.
The other person stared at her for a few seconds before releasing their grip around her waist.
“Let’s go downstairs to talk.”
With that, she took the lead, and Dong Enyu obediently followed behind her.
By the time they reached the lobby, Master Ming had already left with the rowdy brothers.
No one was left to clean up the mess.
Both sides were at fault, but neither was willing to admit it.
In the end, it was Mama-san who suggested they let the bosses decide who would take responsibility for the damages, which finally settled the matter.
“Oh! You’re here! Where have you been for so long?”
Qi Ge waved at the newcomers upon seeing them.
After returning to the lobby, Dong Enyu stood by a pillar, watching Qi Ge talk to the other party without daring to approach.
“Are you hurt?” the person standing next to Qi Ge asked softly.
“How could I be hurt? With those thugs, it would take them a hundred years!”
Qi Ge confidently twisted his neck, glancing at Dong Enyu by the pillar.
Suddenly, he laughed and said, “You were just with her? I was wondering why you didn’t come in to drink; turns out you like older women.”
Upon hearing Qi Ge’s words, Mama-san immediately shot a stern look at Dong Enyu, who quickly shook her head innocently.
She hadn’t done anything; she had been moving drinks all night!
“Let’s go! What a buzzkill. We need to deal with that old man properly next time!”
Qi Ge grumbled as he led his brothers away.
However, after taking a few steps, the person turned back to look at Dong Enyu and beckoned her with a finger.
“Yes, do you need something from me?”
Dong Enyu stepped forward immediately, though she felt a bit apprehensive about the person in front of her.
Just the way she had asked, “Can you jump over?” left her feeling uneasy.
“Your name.”
She asked for Dong Enyu’s name.
But Dong Enyu hesitated to respond immediately, caught between Mama-san’s warning gaze and her own uncertainty.
“I am called…”
She hesitated for a moment, stepped forward to wrap her arms around the other person’s neck, slightly lifted her toes to lean in closer to their ear, and whispered, “Dong Enyu.”
The warm breath brushed against the other person’s cheek, her voice soft and gentle, almost like a murmur.
Just as she was about to let go, the other person unexpectedly wrapped their arms around her waist and whispered something in her ear.
She watched as they got into Qi Ge’s car and drove away, Dong Enyu furrowing her brows and standing in place for a long time.
Rubbing her ears, which still felt warm, Dong Enyu managed a faint smile.
She had said… her name was Luo Ye.
In the next two days, Dong Enyu felt quite happy.
Ever since Master Ming and Qi Ge had caused a ruckus at the venue, Star Diamond had seen very few customers.
Only a few groups of younger guys came to hang out, but without the presence of the big brothers, Mama-san wouldn’t pay them any mind.
So naturally, Dong Enyu had no work to do.
Most of the time, she sat on the sofa in the lobby reading magazines or watching the decoration workers come and go.
Occasionally, she would check her phone, but after sending Zhao Han a text saying “I miss you,” she received no response.
“Dong Enyu, come here.”
Mama-san’s voice suddenly called out, and Dong Enyu quickly put away her phone.
“Mama-san, are you looking for me?”
She stood up and walked over, noticing that Mama-san’s expression was not very pleasant.
“Brother Peng will be coming today. You know what to do, right?”
Mama-san scrutinized Dong Enyu and added, “I briefly talked to Brother Peng on the phone. The rest is up to you. Whether you stay or leave is none of my business. If you mess it up, don’t come crying to me.”
Brother Peng’s visit to Star Diamond was to decide her fate, but Dong Enyu said nothing because she was determined to stay.
That evening, Dong Enyu specifically asked Xiao Hui about Brother Peng’s preferences.
Xiao Hui told her that Brother Peng liked spicy girls, so she wore a sleeveless short dress that hugged her curves, intentionally left her long hair down, and applied heavy makeup with perfume, hoping it would be enough to satisfy Brother Peng.
With 200% confidence, she entered the private room with Mama-san, only to have her confidence drop by 100% upon seeing the guests.
“Brother Peng, Teacher Zhao.”
Dong Enyu calmly greeted the two.
Mama-san had only mentioned Brother Peng would come, but she hadn’t said that Zhao Han would be there too…
However, she quickly composed herself, first assessing Brother Peng, who looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with dyed blonde hair tied back in a small bun.
He dressed casually, with a mismatched style that gave off a rogue vibe, which clashed with the cold and strong presence of Zhao Han sitting beside him, creating a rather bizarre contrast.
Tonight, Zhao Han wasn’t there to catch students, but she still wore a suit and black-rimmed glasses, truly resembling a secretary.
“Are you the PR that Mama-san introduced?”
Brother Peng, who had been lounging lazily in his chair, sat up upon seeing Dong Enyu and waved her over, saying, “Come here, let me see you turn around.”
Dong Enyu obediently complied, spinning around, her short skirt fluttering slightly, revealing glimpses of her legs.
“Well, although you’re a bit older, your quality is acceptable. Alright, you haven’t caused any trouble these past few days, so you can stay at Star Diamond. If you work hard, it will benefit you.”
Brother Peng finished his drink and sent her over to join the other brothers.
There were eight guests in the private room.
Excluding Brother Peng and Zhao Han, the other six brothers were quietly playing poker.
Brother Peng then called for five more PRs, but throughout the night, he only spoke to Zhao Han, and no PR or brother dared to interrupt them.
While Dong Enyu was playing cards, she quietly asked for some gossip.
A drunken younger brother leaned against her, one arm around her waist and the other covering her ear, mysteriously revealing, “Brother Peng has been pursuing Teacher Zhao for a long time. Last month, he even took her on a cruise, but he couldn’t even hold her hand.”
“Is Brother Peng still not giving up?”
Dong Enyu chuckled softly, stealing a glance at Brother Peng, who was blushing like a tomato while talking to Zhao Han, who remained cold and indifferent, not even glancing at him or showing any sign of listening.
“Brother Peng is a real man. Even though the brothers in the gang tease him, he still insists on pursuing Teacher Zhao. He says that cold women are the best; if he warms her up, she will stick with him for life.”
The younger brother became more animated, even stumbling over his words.
Dong Enyu slowly pushed him away, moving him into the embrace of another PR.
“Excuse me for a moment.”
She stood up and left the private room, heading to the restroom.
Warm her up, and she would stick with him for life?
Dong Enyu repeatedly thought about the younger brother’s words, finding them amusing.
That Zhao Han was such an ice queen; it would be quite difficult to melt her heart.
Just as she finished washing her hands and looked up, she was startled to see Zhao Han’s figure in the mirror.
She had come to the restroom without a sound and was now standing silently behind Dong Enyu, her cold gaze fixed directly on Dong Enyu’s reflection in the mirror.
Seeing this, Dong Enyu calmly took a paper towel to dry her hands, offering a faint smile at Zhao Han in the mirror as a greeting.
As the two brushed past each other, Zhao Han suddenly reached out and pulled her back, forcefully pressing her against the wall.
Dong Enyu was caught off guard, hitting the tiles and furrowing her brows at Zhao Han’s sudden aggression.
She found it hard to accept but did not resist, allowing Zhao Han to pin her hands behind her back, like a captured criminal against the wall.
“Is this the attitude of ‘I miss you’?”
Zhao Han leaned in close to Dong Enyu, her breath warm against her ear, creating an intimate atmosphere.
But her voice was icy, so cold that it made Dong Enyu momentarily freeze.
She understood what Zhao Han meant by “I miss you.”
“I thought you didn’t see it.”
She had waited two days without a response, so she could interpret it as Zhao Han not noticing.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt the grip on her hands tighten, as if Zhao Han intended to break her arms.
“Is it my fault?”
The scent of Plum Blossom Fragrance on Zhao Han intensified as she pressed even closer to Dong Enyu.
“No, how could I dare to blame Teacher Zhao?”
Dong Enyu chuckled lightly.
Who was she to criticize Zhao Han?
Zhao Han fell silent for a moment, then suddenly turned Dong Enyu back to face her, their noses almost touching.
Dong Enyu could see her own reflection in Zhao Han’s glasses—timid and humble, perfectly disguised.
“Then show me your sincerity,” Zhao Han demanded, wanting her to demonstrate how much she missed her.
Dong Enyu didn’t hesitate; since Zhao Han wanted to see it, she would comply.
So, Dong Enyu knelt on one knee in front of Zhao Han, took her fair hand, and pressed her warm lips against the cold back of Zhao Han’s hand, leaving a fiery red kiss mark, like a knight pledging loyalty to a queen.
“Teacher Zhao, I really miss you,” she said, deliberately squeezing Zhao Han’s palm, her tone deep and slow, tugging at the heartstrings.
Unfortunately, Zhao Han remained unmoved.
“You,” she said, pinching Dong Enyu’s chin, narrowing her cold eyes, “call out a couple of times for me to hear.”
Call out a couple of times…
Dong Enyu lowered her gaze, but felt the grip on her chin tighten.
In that brief moment, she pushed aside her swirling thoughts, smiled, and looked back at Zhao Han, “Woof! Woof!” she barked twice.
She noticed a slight shift in the emotions in Zhao Han’s eyes; for the first time, she saw Zhao Han smile… it was a cold smile, chilling her to the core.
“Good girl.”
Zhao Han patted Dong Enyu’s head as if rewarding her, then walked into the restroom.
Being called a good girl by a woman much younger than her left Dong Enyu with mixed feelings.
She hid her helpless expression and returned to the private room, where she was immediately surrounded by her younger brothers and pulled over to Brother Peng’s side.
The table was filled with strong liquor, and Brother Peng grabbed a bottle and shoved it into Dong Enyu’s hands.
“Drink! If you want to work here, you have to compete with me in drinking. It doesn’t matter if you win or lose! It’s just a ritual!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted the bottle to his mouth, and the other younger brothers cheered him on, the atmosphere heating up.
Dong Enyu didn’t refuse; having spent so long overseas, she had developed a strong tolerance for alcohol.
She confidently raised the bottle and drank, while the female host beside her cheered her on.
They went through bottle after bottle, and the younger brothers, who had initially gathered to watch, were stunned to see Dong Enyu’s impressive drinking capacity.
There were already over ten empty bottles on the floor, and after thirty minutes, no one had passed out.
“You damn girl! You can really drink! Good! Bring more over here! Today, I want you to drink until your stomach bleeds!”
Brother Peng shouted, his face flushed.
The younger brothers quickly brought over another case of strong liquor, but Brother Peng’s movements began to wobble, clearly drunk yet still trying to act tough.
Although Dong Enyu was also tipsy, she quietly held the bottle, silently drinking, appearing unfazed to those around her.
“Big brother, stop drinking! You’ve already won, why drink so much and make Teacher Zhao laugh at you?” one of the younger brothers tried to persuade him, attempting to take the bottle from Brother Peng’s hands, but was forcefully pushed away.
“Zhao Han! Zhao Han, come help me! Let’s go to a room! You can give me a back rub!”
Brother Peng began to speak without thinking, squinting as he searched for Zhao Han.
Seeing her sitting on the nearby sofa drinking, he immediately approached her, “Little Han, my precious, feed me the drink mouth to mouth…”
Zhao Han, seeing him stumble over, raised her foot and kicked Brother Peng to the ground.
“Big brother! Stop playing around!”
The younger brothers exchanged wary glances at Zhao Han, and together they helped lift Brother Peng off the floor.
Every time Brother Peng got drunk, he would get handsy; when sober, he wouldn’t dare say so much to Teacher Zhao, but when drunk, he would call out for Zhao Han, making the younger brothers break out in a cold sweat.
They knew Teacher Zhao had a wide network, and Brother Peng was not her only suitor.
If Zhao Han complained to another boss, it could lead to conflict.
“Let’s go.”
Zhao Han coldly said as she set down her glass, signaling for the younger brothers to carry the unconscious Brother Peng.
Dong Enyu sat alone on a single sofa, staring at Zhao Han’s departing figure… and couldn’t help but break into a faint smile.
