Nightlife

That night, they arrived at a nightclub near Jiuyan Bridge.

As night fell, at the entrance of the bar, all sorts of people with slim waists and long legs, including students, internet celebrities, and white-collar workers, dressed in hot and sexy outfits, filed in one after another.

The air was thick with the scent of perfume, and everything was pure white.

"My goodness, it's so high up here!" Zhuang Jiayi stood next to Zhang Yang, looking like a curious child seeing this for the first time.

Her behavior clearly indicates that she's been a good girl for many years, but deep down she's very curious about nightclubs.

Zhang Yang admired the long legs for a while, then suddenly saw a BMW hardtop Shanshan arriving late in the distance.

The driver was a handsome young man, dashing and exuding an air of wealth. After all, for a student to start with a car worth hundreds of thousands, his family must be well-off.

As for the passenger seat? The girl sitting there is the school beauty that Zhuang Jiayi mentioned.

She has a good figure, but her face is a bit cold. To be honest, she's not Zhang Yang's type at all. What's with the arrogance?

He was watching from afar when suddenly the hem of his clothes tightened.

"Zhang Yang..." Zhuang Jiayi said softly.

Zhang Yang looked down and saw a slender, white hand tightly gripping the hem of her clothes. Clearly, Zhuang Jiayi was a little uneasy because it was her first time in such a place.

"Let's go." Zhang Yang smiled, gently pulled Zhuang Jiayi along, and led her through the security guards at the entrance.

Just as the two were about to enter, someone suddenly called out to Zhuang Jiayi from behind.

"Jiayi, my boyfriend booked a booth. Remember to come over tonight." A girl with a slender waist and long legs walked up and spoke to Zhuang Jiayi with a smile.

"No, no, I just want to go in and experience the atmosphere." Zhuang Jiayi shook her head repeatedly.

"Without a booth reservation, you won't get to experience the atmosphere." The girl glanced at Zhang Yang curiously, then looked away. "It's settled then, I'll head over now."

She walked straight past Zhang Yang, and not far away, her boyfriend was accompanied by three or five friends, making quite a spectacle of themselves.

"Let's go, Zhang Yang," Zhuang Jiayi tugged at Zhang Yang and whispered.

Zhang Yang nodded and went inside with Zhuang Jiayi.

Since we didn't book a booth in advance, there were naturally no booths available when we arrived at this time.

However, the two of them were just looking to experience the atmosphere, and felt that sitting at the bar, having a few drinks, chatting, and experiencing the nightclub vibe would be enough.

Upon entering the nightclub, Zhuang Jiayi looked like a curious child.

The lights were dazzling, the music was upbeat, there were many hot-dressed women, and even more big spenders.

"Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang, that girl on your left is so pretty, the one with most of her thighs showing."

"Oh right, and the one in front, her pink hair doesn't look strange at all, it actually looks very ethereal."

Zhuang Jiayi pulled Zhang Yang to the bar.

The two each ordered a drink, and Zhuang Jiayi sipped it slowly while pulling Zhang Yang to look at the beautiful women.

It's not unusual for a guy to admire beautiful women, but to admire them with a girl who was already quite pretty, and to hear her rambling on and on, Zhang Yang suddenly started to look at her in a different light.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhuang Jiayi asked innocently, holding her wine glass in both hands.

"Is this really your first time at a nightclub?" Zhang Yang asked, somewhat skeptical.

"Of course it's true." She said firmly, without hesitation, looking directly into Zhang Yang's eyes. "Absolutely true."

Looking into those crystal-clear eyes, Zhang Yang had no choice but to believe her.

As night fell, the nightclub filled up with more and more people, and the atmosphere became increasingly lively.

Zhang Yang inadvertently spotted Zhuang Jiayi, the school beauty from their school, and her boyfriend in a booth not far ahead, surrounded by a group of young people who were cheering them on.

"Brother Li, give us a set of Divine Dragon to broaden our horizons!"

"You guys are all just making a fuss, do you think we don't need you to pay for this?" The school beauty stood up to defend her boyfriend, while also scolding a group of his underlings.

"Sister-in-law, we've never seen anything like this before."

"Alright, alright, then let me show you. It's a rare opportunity for you to come all this way." The school beauty's boyfriend waved his hand, seemed to ponder for a moment, and then beckoned over the marketing team.

A moment later, the salesperson was beaming. "One set of the Divine Dragon set for booth number three!"

"Brother Li is awesome!"

"Brother Li is truly authentic! We've really seen something new today!"

Everyone's face was beaming with pride. The school beauty didn't say anything, but her face... well, it must have been filled with pride, right?

Zhang Yang watched this scene with great interest, occasionally clinking glasses with Zhuang Jiayi.

A moment later, the old, worn-out Divine Dragon appeared, circling the arena.

It has to be said that although it's outdated, it still has a certain impact.

"Wow, they're going around the field all the way!" Zhuang Jiayi was also seeing this for the first time, and her eyes showed a hint of envy.

"I wonder if that guy has already opened all his accounts," Zhang Yang thought to himself.

Many people buy the Divine Dragon set just to look at it, coming back again and again to see it. Only a minority actually manage to equip it and open it with full power.

Zhang Yang looked from afar and saw that there seemed to be only one bottle open on that table.

Huh? Why is that school beauty walking over here?

"Zhuang Jiayi, come and sit down!"

The school beauty stepped forward, extending a warm invitation—or rather, a desire to share her current pride with more people.

"Oh, I'm not going. I'll leave in a little while." Zhuang Jiayi shook her head.

"What's so great about standing at the bar?" The school beauty glanced at Zhang Yang. "Come sit with us. It's a rare opportunity for you to come here."

"I'm really not going." Although Zhuang Jiayi had just expressed her feelings of admiration and envy, she was now unusually resolute.

"Beautiful lady, if she doesn't want to go, she doesn't have to go," Zhang Yang said with a laugh after finishing his drink. "What's there to force?"

"Who are you?" The school beauty frowned slightly as she looked at Zhang Yang.

Just as Zhang Yang was about to speak, saying that he was just a casual acquaintance, his arm suddenly felt warm.

"This is... this is my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend? I've never heard of that." The school beauty looked at her suspiciously, then chuckled, "Well then, let's go together, have a drink, and make some friends."

Zhuang Jiayi looked up at Zhang Yang.

"I won't go." Zhang Yang shook his head.

"Then I won't go either." Zhuang Jiayi shook her head in agreement.

"Fine, fine, I give up. There are booths available, why do you insist on standing here?" The school beauty muttered, then turned and left.

After everyone left, Zhuang Jiayi blinked, sipped her wine, and looked up to meet Zhang Yang's eyes.

"I'm sorry to have kept you standing here with me," Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"You're keeping me company. Weren't you originally not planning to come?" Zhuang Jiayi said with a light laugh. "Besides, I feel great. We're having a few drinks here, not making a fuss, and it doesn't interfere with looking at pretty girls, right, Zhang Yang?"

"That's true, but it gets tiring to stay at this bar for too long." Zhang Yang waved his hand, attracting a female marketing staff member who was running around busily.

"Brother, just let me know if you need anything." The marketing girl stopped and smiled broadly.

"Can we still arrange booth seating?" Zhang Yang asked.

"Brother, I really can't make it today, all the booths are already full!" The marketing girl said apologetically. "How about you book with me earlier next time, and I'll add you on WeChat."

"Isn't the front row empty?" Zhang Yang looked at the booths at the very front, next to the DJ Booth.

"That... that was reserved for our VIP guests by our boss," the marketing girl said apologetically.