At this moment, Li Qiao was leaning on the car door, with her finger pressed against her lips, her dark eyes clouding over like an eclipse, revealing not a hint of starlight, "Turn around, go to Sleepless City."
Luoyu’s grip tightened on the steering wheel for a second, glancing at Li Qiao’s indifferent demeanor, he didn’t ask any questions, and quickly turned around at the intersection heading back towards the end of the old street.
Half past seven, Athena Sleepless City.
True to its name, this was a place to seek pleasure in the night.
The dazzling lights and deafening music lifted layer by layer, revealing the hazy indulgence hidden by the night.
Within a semi-private booth on the second floor, a bottle of Remy Martin, half a dozen beers, and a fruit platter were laid out on the table.
In the middle of the booth, Li Qiao was seated on the sofa, her right leg resting on the coffee table in front, looking down at the screen of her phone with a chill in her gaze.
All the while, Luoyu didn’t say much, quietly opening two cans of beer and drinking from the bottle on his own.
In less than half an hour, Luoyu had downed three beers, and Li Qiao also drank half a glass of Remy Martin.
Both were not conversationalists, which made the atmosphere in the booth continuously, eerily quiet, with only the outside music becoming increasingly clear to the ears.
As the time approached eight o’clock, Li Qiao’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and she stood up, stretching out her legs, "I’m going to step out for a moment."
"Where to? I’ll come..." Luoyu also instinctively stood up.
Li Qiao glanced back at the door, her expression clearly rejecting, "No need, I’m going to the restroom."
After that, without giving Luoyu a chance to speak again, she pulled open the door and strode out.
The first floor of Athena Sleepless City featured an open dance floor and DJ booth.
The tumultuous music surged wave after wave, and groups of reveling men and women were gyrating around the dance floor.
Li Qiao stood with her hands in her pockets at the railing on the second floor, her eyes reflecting the lights, unwaveringly watching a group of people slowly entering the club.
Six people. A man and a woman, accompanied by four bodyguards.
The man in the middle, wearing a blue plaid shirt and dress pants, was well-built with a scruffy beard, thick eyebrows, and tiger-like eyes, exuding a heavy underworld aura, not seeming like the friendly type.
He causally had his arm around the woman’s slender waist, walking with a teasing demeanor, whispering jokes to his companion.
As they neared the staircase, Li Qiao at the railing also began to move.
She descended the stairs unhurriedly as the group slowly ascended.
A few seconds later, they met at a narrow passage.
Li Qiao stood squarely in the middle of the staircase, neither retreating nor yielding, looking down from above at the man guarded by the bodyguards.
Tu Anliang from South City.
The pathway upstairs was blocked, and the two bodyguards in front of Tu Anliang immediately growled low, "Move aside."
Li Qiao didn’t budge.
The two bodyguards gave each other a look, surprised that on Brother Liang’s turf, there was still someone daring enough to block their path?
Moreover, it was a young, eye-catching girl.
The bodyguards briefly contemplated, then turned to look at Tu Anliang, recognizing that these situations had occurred before, often over Brother Liang.
Men, with money and status, naturally attract women like moths to a flame.
However, tonight’s proactive girl could rank first in terms of looks.
At this moment, Tu Anliang and the woman beside him were forced to stand still, looking up slightly at Li Qiao standing on the steps.
The lighting in Sleepless City was not clear, and as the strobing lights passed by, Tu Anliang finally made out Li Qiao’s features.
Beautiful, truly beautiful.
That proud, nonchalant expression was also truly cold.
Tu Anliang narrowed his eyes and let go of his companion’s waist, touched his own scruffy beard with a puzzled look in his eyes.