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After returning home, Zhou Zhen mentioned that he also wanted to visit his family. When he left, Mao Guoxue and Grandma Jiang both said that Yang Yi's injuries were serious this time, and it would be a while before any retaliation could occur.
There was no need to worry about that. As for the other Eight Character Death Curse, it had already been dealt with; the source of trouble, the Cloud Ghost General, had been reduced to ashes by a great fire, so there was even less reason for concern.
If there was anything to worry about, it would be the family of three who lived across from Mu Yan, as well as the ghosts of Deng Kun and Wu Qian.
However, Zhou Zhen reassured me. On his way back, he had obtained some powerful talismans from Mao Guoxue and said he would take care of them after visiting home.
If they could be saved, they would be saved; otherwise, they would be eliminated directly.
I first went home to check on my parents. My mother had already recovered, but Aunt's death still saddened them. Although they didn't say it outright, I could tell.
I didn't dare to visit my aunt's grave to pay my respects because I felt guilty. After staying at home for a day, I shared my decision with my parents during dinner.
I briefly recounted everything that had happened during this time. While they were worried, they expressed their support for my plan to seek out Gu Chen without any objections.
From their perspective, since Gu Chen was a skilled individual, if I could become his disciple, I would at least have some means of self-protection when encountering such ghostly matters in the future.
Even if I couldn't protect myself, having a powerful master would provide some assurance. Rural people have simple and straightforward thoughts; their only concern was for their child's safety.
I didn't linger at home for long. After dinner, I took a bus to the city.
I called a few colleagues with whom I had a good relationship and invited them out for a gathering. I also informed them that I planned to resign from the company the next day.
Since I had already eaten at home, it was past eight by the time I arrived in the city. Therefore, our gathering could only be at a bar where we could sing and drink.
I had my colleagues book a room at Harem Bar, which is quite famous in our city and has a high-end atmosphere—though the prices are also steep.
Nevertheless, this was likely our last gathering after my resignation. Once Zhou Zhen and I left, we might not see each other as often in the future, so I didn’t hold back.
After wandering around the city for a bit, I arrived at the bar just after nine. Six or seven colleagues were already there; they had just arrived as well. We went inside and ordered plenty of drinks to enjoy ourselves.
They were unaware of everything that had happened to me during this time and were simply curious about where I had been since I hadn’t come to work lately.
"Are you sure you're not out there looking for a rich woman to support you? That's why you quit your job," someone joked.
In response to their teasing, I just smiled and kept drinking with them, chatting and boasting.
We had been drinking for quite a while that day, and after more than two hours, everyone was still in high spirits. I ordered another round of beer.
Having had a bit too much to drink, I decided to head to the restroom. When I saw that the one in our private room was occupied, I thought I'd use the public restroom instead.
However, as soon as I stepped out, I encountered something strange.
The public restrooms were at the end of the hallway on the first floor, separated for men and women. As I walked over, I noticed a woman with long hair standing at the entrance of the ladies' room, looking at me.
I glanced back at her; she was quite beautiful.
But aside from her looks, I didn't pay much attention.
In a bar like this, everyone knows there are plenty of women around, all dressed up and looking young and pretty.
Yet when I came out of the restroom, I found her still standing there, her gaze fixed on me.
Our eyes met, and I smiled at her. Unable to help myself, I took a closer look; she really was stunning.
She wore a tight red cheongsam and bright red high heels. With a slender waist and perfect figure, she stood gracefully with an oval face and rosy lips—an indescribable charm.
Perhaps it was the alcohol giving me courage; I couldn't resist saying, "Hey there, beautiful. What are you doing standing here alone? Why don't we go sing some songs together?"
I expected her to decline, but to my surprise, she gently nodded in agreement.
Wow, is it really that easy to strike up a conversation with girls these days?
Not thinking too much about it, I quickly introduced myself and asked for her name. She told me to call her Huan Huan.
I said that the name Huan Huan was great, festive even; with that, I casually pulled her along to the door of the private room and pushed it open, ushering her inside.
The colleagues inside were having a blast. As soon as they saw me walk in with such a beautiful girl, they all looked at me with mischievous grins and teased, "Oh Lin Hao, you’re hogging all the fun for yourself, bringing just one girl!"
"Yeah, that's a bit selfish, don’t you think?"
I knew they must have mistaken Huan Huan for a bar girl I had brought along.
Worried about upsetting Huan Huan, I quickly waved my hand and said, "Come on, stop messing around. She's not what you think. Her name is Huan Huan, and she's a friend I just met. We're here to hang out."
"Really?"
My colleagues clearly didn’t believe me. I replied, "Why would I lie about that?"
Only then did they back off. I invited Huan Huan to sit down and join us for drinks.
Although she spoke little, she was not shy about drinking; she even asked me to pour her another glass, saying she had a friend coming.
I thought she might have another friend arriving soon, so I didn’t dwell on it. In a place like this, if she wasn’t working here, there was no way she would come alone for no reason.
So I poured her another drink and we chatted casually.
At that moment, a colleague named Dapeng insisted on bringing a drink over to Huan Huan because he thought she was beautiful. She didn’t refuse and ended up downing three shots with him.
Seeing Huan Huan being so generous with her drinks, the other colleagues also started bringing drinks over to toast with her. The atmosphere quickly became lively.
Especially Dapeng; he soon settled next to Huan Huan, chatting and laughing with her while I found myself sidelined.
I felt a bit frustrated but didn’t let it bother me too much. After all, I had brought Huan Huan in to enjoy drinks with everyone; I didn’t think too much about anything else.
However, at that moment, I heard Dapeng pointing at another drink in front of Huan Huan and asking why her friend hadn’t arrived yet.
Huan Huan replied that her friend was already here.
I shook my head in disbelief, thinking how ridiculous Dapeng was. Here he was, still thinking about that friend of hers in front of him—what if it turned out to be a guy?
However, I found it strange that even after we wrapped up around one in the morning, I still hadn’t seen the friend she mentioned, and that drink she had was still sitting there untouched.
The fourth floor of the palace was designated for guest rooms. Since it was already quite late, a colleague suggested we book a room here, and then the guys could play cards to pass the time until morning when the alcohol would wear off.
This suggestion quickly gained everyone’s approval, and I certainly didn’t oppose it. Dapeng, seeing that no one was leaving, eagerly invited Huan Huan to join us as well.
I couldn’t help but think how foolish Dapeng was; a whole group of men, and he thought a girl would want to hang out with them?
But I didn’t know what Huan Huan was thinking; she surprisingly agreed to join, which left me speechless. However, Dapeng and the others were overjoyed. No matter what, having a pretty girl around lifted everyone’s spirits.
We then headed to the guest room area on the fourth floor and booked a small suite with one bedroom and a living room—economical enough since they weren’t planning on sleeping anyway; they intended to play cards all night. I figured everyone could just hang out in the living room.
As for the bedroom, since there was a girl with us, if she got tired, she could just go in there to sleep. That seemed more appropriate and would save us some money too.
Once inside the room, we gathered around the sofa in the living room to play cards. Dapeng refused to join in and instead kept circling around Huan Huan, chatting away animatedly.
After more than half an hour of conversation—who knows what they were talking about—Dapeng suddenly gave us a mischievous grin and winked at us before dragging Huan Huan toward the bedroom.
I was left speechless, and everyone else looked equally stunned.
I imagined everyone must have been cursing under their breath at that moment, wishing they could go over and give Dapeng a good beating.
If we had known that girl was so easy to charm, we wouldn’t have wasted our time playing cards; we could have just gone for it directly. Now look what happened—Dapeng got lucky.
Of course, I was just as much of a simpleton myself; such thoughts crossed my mind too.
But as everything quieted down for a moment, I noticed something odd. Watching Dapeng and Huan Huan walk into the bedroom and close the door behind them made me furrow my brow slightly.
Something felt off about it all. Once they were inside and the door shut, I asked everyone if they felt the same way.
They looked at me with disdain, saying that I was clearly just envious and bitter, unable to reach the grapes.
However, I truly did not feel that way, nor did I bother to explain myself to them.
In an instant, I suddenly realized what the issue was: it was Huan Huan. When she walked, there was not a sound coming from her feet.
I had specifically noticed the bright red high heels she was wearing, which I estimated to be at least ten centimeters high and very pointed.
How could someone walk in such high heels on a floor without making any noise?
I was wearing a pair of black business shoes, and to verify this, I even stood up and walked back and forth in the living room. Yet, every step I took produced a crisp "clank" sound.
In that moment, I looked toward the door with a face full of terror.
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