Night Fire Lingering

Night is called a bar, but it's more like a club.

The outdoor lawn of the luxurious detached villa was brightly lit and dazzling with neon lights.

Half-naked muscular male models are walking the runway, providing entertainment for wealthy women.

"Is there anything you like?" Luo Beiqing asked, sitting down next to Wen Yan.

However, while they were talking, several male models had already started flirting with them.

Wen Yan shook her head.

She knew of this kind of place before, but had never been here, and now she felt a little creeped out.

Driven by curiosity, Wen Yan looked around. Suddenly, her gaze lingered on the man standing in the corner.

The male model looked to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, dressed in a simple black and white suit. He had handsome features and a refined air. His hair was a natural black, standing out as understated yet sophisticated among the other hair colors such as flaxen, golden, and gray.

Wen Yan felt that he resembled Gu Yanci somewhat.

The black-haired male model keenly noticed Wen Yan's gaze and walked towards her.

"Miss, what would you like to drink? Our Long Island Iced Tea and Godfather are special blends, would you like to try them?" Wen Yan was sitting down, and the black-haired male model bent down to speak to her.

He spoke politely, unlike other male models who used overly sweet "Miss," which made Wen Yan unconsciously lower her guard.

"The Godfather, perhaps." Wen Yan didn't want to drink anything too strong.

Suddenly remembering that her hands were inconvenient, she was about to say never mind when the black-haired male model had already picked up a glass of 'Godfather' and naturally brought it to Wen Yan's lips.

His expression was completely natural, without the slightest hint of flattery. His humble yet dignified attitude made it seem as if he were doing a very ordinary job, simply fulfilling his duties.

"Um..." Wen Yan hesitated as she looked at the wine glass brought to her lips.

"Miss, your hand isn't working properly." The dark-haired male model seemed to sense her thoughts and said considerately, "Would you like to try a bite first?"

A handsome young man with a puppy-like appearance sat next to Luo Bei, talking to her and making her happy.

She looked at Wen Yan teasingly, her eyes urging Wen Yan not to back down.

Wen Yan took a sip of wine, tilted her head slightly back, and held the black-haired male model's hand.

The flavors of almonds and cinnamon burst in your mouth, with a hint of something else you can't quite describe.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up, she nodded and said it tasted good, and took another sip.

Suddenly sensing that something was off about the atmosphere, even Luo Beiqing beside him stopped drinking.

Wen Yan followed her gaze and looked over—

Night's owner was standing at the entrance to the lawn party, speaking respectfully with a hint of obsequiousness to two tall, imposing men.

The man wore a long trench coat that reached his knees, over which he wore a shirt and trousers. His features were cold and stern, and the gentleness he usually feigned vanished in the night wind, replaced by an aura of indifference and menacing ruthlessness.

Standing next to Gu Yanci was He Tingchuan, who was also wearing a suit, but the suit was more casual, and the top two buttons of his shirt were not fastened, making him look somewhat unrestrained.

Wen Yan remained seated on the sofa, exuding a languid air, her gaze meeting Gu Yanci's from a distance of more than ten meters.

A few seconds later, Wen Yan looked away and glanced at the black-haired male model again.

I have to admit, Gu Yanci's face is still more handsome!

"Miss, would you like to try something else?" The dark-haired male model brought over another cocktail with an orange-red gradient. "This is Tequila Sunrise, would you like to try it?"

Wen Yan knew that Gu Yanci was looking at her. She glanced at the black-haired male model and, for reasons unknown, slightly raised her chin.

This means you want to drink.

The black-haired male model dutifully fed her the drink, holding the glass in his right hand while subtly gripping Wen Yan's shoulder with his left.

Wen Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at him.

Gu Yanci, who was not far away, narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Wen Yan. Night's boss felt the air pressure around him drop sharply.

Just as Wen Yan was about to tell him to get lost, the man not far away rushed over, grabbed the black-haired male model by the collar, and threw him behind her!

"Snapped!"

"Wow!"

The 1.8-meter-tall man was thrown directly into the pool, splashing water everywhere!

The light in front of him was blocked by the even more imposing man. Gu Yanci stood against the light, looking down at Wen Yan who was leaning against the sofa. Her face was obscured by the backlight, but the atmosphere around her was frighteningly low.

The surrounding guests unconsciously stopped and looked in their direction.

"Young Master Gu, you're blocking my light." Wen Yan showed no guilt whatsoever, remaining perfectly calm.

Gu Yanci coldly retorted, "Am I blocking your light, or am I blocking your way to find someone?"

"You're not wrong to say that."

Wen Yan glanced at the black-haired male model who had just climbed out of the swimming pool and was still shivering not far away, and felt a little guilty.

If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been thrown into the swimming pool on such a cold autumn day.

Gu Yanci pursed his thin lips. He was a man who rarely showed his emotions, and this small gesture alone showed that he was trying his best to control his feelings.

Wen Yan felt a strange sense of satisfaction and said with a smile, "Gu Yanci, so this is how you felt when you were with Wen Muzhi before?"

"Wen Yan, I've told you, I have no romantic feelings for Wen Muzhi."

"I have no romantic feelings for the handsome men here."

But when it comes to seeking pleasure, where is the affection between the male and female protagonists needed?

Wen Yan was in a good mood, but Gu Yanci's arrival ruined it all.

She intended to leave, but having sat for too long and with her hands still occupied, she swayed slightly when she stood up.

The next moment, her waist was firmly supported by a large hand.

The man's tall figure immediately loomed over them.

"You're not feeling well and you still want to hook up with men?" Gu Yanci spoke almost into Wen Yan's earlobe, his voice low and seductive. "Zhizhi, can those wild men really take good care of you?"

Wen Yan's ears turned slightly red. She wanted to push him away, but her hands were injured, and she didn't want to worsen her injuries.

She looked into the man's eyes and said flippantly, "Isn't that a saying you men use, 'Homegrown flowers are never as fragrant as wild ones'?"

Gu Yanci was somewhat surprised, and nodded in praise: "You're quick-witted, I hope you can keep it up in bed too."

Wen Yan has always been shy in bed, which is quite different from her current verbal sparring.

The next moment, Gu Yanci exerted force with both arms!

Wen Yan felt a sudden lightness in her body as Gu Yanci swept her up in his arms!

"What are you doing! Gu Yanci!" Wen Yan struggled to get down.

The man said coldly, "Let me show you whether my house smells nice or not!"

Gu Yanci held her knees and shoulders firmly, making it impossible for Wen Yan to break free.

He walked out calmly, and people along the way consciously parted to the sides, watching this scene in shock.

Upon seeing this, Luo Beiqing quickly grabbed her bag, intending to chase after them.

But He Tingchuan, who had remained silent all along, blocked his way:

"Mrs. He, which way are we going?"