CHAPTER 159: CHAPTER 144: CAPTURED

Bar

After finishing her conversation with her roommate, Qiao Yuxian started looking for Shi Tan in the bar.

Shi Tan, who is usually cold, serious, and rarely smiles, was unexpectedly dragged onto the dance floor by a group of staff.

Being pulled to dance.

Even through the dense crowd, Qiao Yuxian could sense Shi Tan’s look of despair, along with the murderous glare she directed at the people dragging her.

Watching her being dragged to dance, Qiao Yuxian could no longer bear it after a few minutes, kicking each of the two men nearby and squeezing out of the crowd.

She walked to a booth, sat down, looking completely annoyed.

Seeing her expression, Qiao Yuxian couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Shi Tan glanced up at her.

Qiao Yuxian laughed even louder: "Nice dancing."

Shi Tan’s eyes flashed with a hint of menace.

Qiao Yuxian chuckled and said, "It’s not my fault. You said the year-end party location was up to everyone. This is what the people wanted."

Even just going out for fun, Shi Tan was still dressed very formally.

From head to toe, she exuded a sense of seriousness.

At first glance, people could tell she was a career-driven woman with nothing but work in her eyes.

She said nothing, regretting this decision.

After a while, she said, "Do I look more approachable than you?"

When the two of them were compared like this, Qiao Yuxian did appear to be more approachable. Yet they dared to drag the cold-faced Shi Tan to dance, but wouldn’t dare touch Qiao Yuxian.

Qiao Yuxian said, "After all, I’m the boss of the studio, my authority is right here."

Shi Tan looked at her expression but said nothing.

Qiao Yuxian gave a small laugh and continued looking at her phone.

The bar was bustling.

Yet the two of them sat quietly in the booth without even speaking a word.

Because talking would require shouting over the noise.

Too much effort.

After sitting like this for more than ten minutes, Shi Tan’s phone rang.

She went outside to take the call.

As soon as she stood at the bar entrance, she saw Gu Yanjing hurriedly entering the bar.

Her gaze fell on him, only glancing at him before looking away.

Just as Gu Yanjing was about to enter the bar, he sensed someone looking at him, paused, and turned to look back.

He saw nothing, only glimpsing a woman’s back near the steps. He didn’t think much of it and entered the bar first.

Shi Tan waited for him to almost enter the bar before turning back towards the entrance.

At that moment, Qiao Yuxian was chatting with a young man across from her.

She had been sitting quietly in the booth for over two hours, and just at that moment, a young man approached her to chat.

Insisted on buying her a drink.

His eyes, his expression—everything but directly saying, "Sis, I’m going home with you tonight."

It’s easy to distinguish between someone genuinely wanting to make friends and those with apparent motives.

Looking at his fair and clean face, Qiao Yuxian didn’t immediately chase him away but earnestly advised him to stay on the right path, turning over a new leaf.

Don’t rely on women at such a young age for a carefree life.

Relying on others is unreliable.

Living off others is always passive.

You need to fight for yourself, work hard for yourself.

Be the master of your own life.

Just when she was passionately speaking, she suddenly shivered.

Although it’s already January and the weather is cold, it’s hot inside the bar, with some people even wearing short sleeves and shorts, it’s not cold enough to shiver.

Qiao Yuxian felt that something was off.

She quickly reviewed what she saw in front of her.

The young man in front of her was evidently touched, about to be inspired to make 500 million in five years. She suddenly stopped talking.

Seeing her unease, he looked at her with confusion, tracking her gaze: "Sister?"

Qiao Yuxian placed her forefinger on her lips: "Shh."

Not noticing anything unusual in front, she turned to look behind her.

Even with so many people, even with such a dense crowd, and even with the bar’s lights flickering on and off, dim then bright.

Yet when she turned her head, she saw Gu Yanjing.

His refined features, his tall build.

Wearing a long puffer coat, coldness etched across his brows.

Qiao Yuxian shivered a bit.

She thought she was hallucinating, closing her eyes and opening them again, she met Gu Yanjing’s gaze across the crowd.

At that moment, Qiao Yuxian gasped.

She felt as if the Meng Po Soup at Naihe Bridge was being handed right to her lips...

Her mind was filled with memories from just over an hour ago when she told him goodnight and even sent a burrow-into-the-quilt emoji.

"Sister?" the young man called out to her again slightly bending over when he saw her looking behind.

Gu Yanjing’s gaze immediately shifted to this young man.

From his angle.

Qiao Yuxian was seated, the young man was standing.