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The Camellia Bar was located in a rather secluded area. Although its name sounded somewhat upscale, it was essentially a gathering place for the lively nightlife filled with boisterous crowds, scantily clad beauties, and sultry dancing. Ambiguous body contact was commonplace, making it no different from any other bar.
Wang Xue had always been a rule-follower, never venturing into such a place filled with the scent of alcohol and neon lights, where people twisted and turned in wild abandon amidst crude jokes.
Even though she was tightly holding hands with Liu Zeran, who appeared relaxed and carefree from the moment they entered, she couldn’t help but lower her head, instinctively avoiding the sight of the tall women flaunting their fair skin and long legs. In her mind, she thought it was better to remain modest and not gaze at those girls.
After exchanging greetings with a few acquaintances of Liu Zeran, he kindly led her to a sofa nestled beside a large potted plant. He ordered a drink for himself and requested a juice for her.
Noticing that Wang Xue seemed tense and was huddled into the sofa, Liu Zeran smiled and began telling her a few jokes. He truly was a master at lightening the mood; before long, Wang Xue’s previously rigid shoulders began to relax as she curiously sipped her juice and observed the crowd on the dance floor.
After watching for a while, the crowd on the dance floor suddenly stirred. A group of three or four handsome men, similar in looks to Liu Zeran, approached with two beautiful women, laughing and chatting as they made their way through the throng. It appeared they were heading straight for them.
Wang Xue felt a wave of nervousness wash over her again.
Sure enough, the group walked directly up to them. The leader, a man with a single ear piercing, greeted Liu Zeran and cast a playful glance at Wang Xue. “Wow, you actually brought a girl out today! This is a first for you; I’m genuinely surprised.”
Another man dressed in tight jeans chimed in with a grin, “Someone saw you holding this little sister’s hand at the entrance and nearly dropped their jaw. They rushed over like they were trying to catch a glimpse of something extraordinary. We didn’t believe it until we came down to see for ourselves.”
“We have to see what kind of girl can impress our Liu Gongzi… Hmm, she looks quite innocent. I take it she doesn’t frequent bars? Liu Shao seems to have a thing for this type.”
“She does look innocent… Let me take a closer look…”
A few people surrounded Wang Xue as if they had discovered a new continent. Wang Xue felt nervous and at a loss, but it seemed that the more anxious she became, the more interested they were in her. They chattered and commented on her, and eventually, some even showed signs of getting too physical.
Meanwhile, Liu Zeran sat leisurely on the side, ignoring Wang Xue's pleading gaze for help. He simply leaned back on the sofa with a smile, enjoying the spectacle.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a woman let out a light scream as if she had seen something terrifying. She delicately traced her sharp fingers across Wang Xue's face.
"There’s such a long scar here; how disgusting..." she remarked, pointing at Wang Xue's face.
Wang Xue's complexion turned pale instantly, and the smile on Liu Zeran's lips vanished without a trace.
The man who was piercing ears glanced at Liu Zeran and scolded the woman, "Ann, shut up."
But the man in tight jeans suddenly raised his voice:
"A disfigured woman can still attract Liu Zeran? She looks so innocent; she must be using some unclean methods behind the scenes!"
His voice was piercingly loud, causing not only Liu Zeran's expression to darken but also drawing the attention of several nearby dancers.
The Jeans Man crossed his arms and looked down at Wang Xue with a malicious grin on his face.
Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned around to see a shadow coming toward him. With a loud "bang," the Jeans Man was knocked to the ground, sending bottles and glasses crashing to the floor!
Screams erupted in the bar, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps. "Ah! They're fighting! They're fighting!"
Jian Youming's face was filled with rage, his fist still tightly clenched, veins bulging on his neck.
"Get out!" he shouted, pointing at the Jeans Man, then turning to the woman who had just made a snide remark. "I don't hit women, but if you want to try, then stand right there and don't move!"
The Jeans Man covered his injured face and shot a fierce glare at Jian Youming. A few others, realizing their fault, quickly left the scene.
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