When she arrived at the fifth floor, the luxurious feeling it exuded was completely unlike that of the lower floors.
Soft red carpet covered the entire corridor, and they could hear no footsteps when one walked on it.
Oriental wall paintings complimented the western style of the suite. They also used wooden doors as compared to the thick doors that were prominently used on the floors below.
It even had complicated and exquisite carving, and with a glance, one could tell it must have cost a lot.
The entire fifth floor comprised only one private room.
As she made her way up, she passed by a few people, but now, no one was in the corridor.
Gu Qingjiu continued to walk over. Seeing the number on the door tag, she knocked lightly on the door.
The door was like those in the past; it had gaps that allowed people from the other side to see the silhouettes within.
“Come in.”
Even if a door separated them the cold voice that resounded still caused people to shudder.
Hearing the permission, Gu Qingjiu slowly pushed the door ajar.
As expected, it was completely different from the lower floors.
There were a few people at the center of the room that didn’t look like a private room, but an exquisite pavilion.
They were all kneeling on the floor like that of a traditional Japanese tea ceremony. At the center was a small, low to the ground table with drinks and… alcohol.
And Huo Yingcheng’s loud voice enveloped the entire atmosphere of the private room.
“Come on, come on! Continue drinking! Director Liu, we are not going home until we drop!!!”
The few people around Huo Yingcheng were each holding beer mugs and had bloodshot eyes from drinking.
He was already slurring his words and still pushed for people around him to drink more.
He Niancheng wasn’t at the center. Rather, he was sitting on a wooden armchair, fiddling with a silver lighter.
He wasn’t in his army uniform but in rather casual attire.
Gu Qingjiu noticed him the moment she entered.
His black top wrapped around his perfect figure; the contrast of color gave him a feeling of untamed evilness as he sat in the dark.
Even so, seated on the wooden armchair, he exuded a cool elegance. This confusing combination of signals made him look like a person who could rob a life at any time—a grim form of power.
His gaze was distant but deep—like moonlight in the night.
Gu Qingjiu’s entrance didn’t incite many reactions from the drinkers since they were all drunk.
She walked towards He Niancheng. She spared just a slightly longer glance since He Niancheng dressed differently.
He Niancheng noticed her gaze, and without changing his tone, he asked, “What are you looking at?”
Gu Qingjiu steadily and truthfully replied, “Since the Chief Instructor is handsome, I took a longer look.”
He Niancheng was speechless.
This wasn’t the first time He Niancheng heard such words. After all, as he grew up, people showered him with numerous praises.
But it was his first time hearing someone say it so boldly.
Or perhaps it was because these words came from the mouth of a person who he didn’t have a conflict with.
Somehow, his heart had a twinge of happiness upon hearing her words.
This joy caused the corners of his lips to lift into an exquisite curl.
Gu Qingjiu didn’t catch it, but Huo Yingcheng who happened to turn around saw that smile.
And he paused, gaping visibly.
He Niancheng’s lips pursed back into a line almost instantly.
But it didn’t stop Huo Yingcheng from rubbing at his eyes. “What the heck? I drank so much that I actually saw Major-General smiling!”