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Gu Ze led the four of them around the noisy central dance floor and into the slightly quieter booth area, with waiters bowing and leading the way along the way.

Shang Yu remained silent throughout, but his attention was mostly focused on Lin Zhao beside him. Afraid that the noisy environment would make him uneasy, he gently held Lin Zhao's shoulder with his fingertips, silently comforting him.

When they reached the innermost private luxury booth, Gu Ze gestured for them to enter.

"Please make yourself at home. If you need anything, just call me. I'll go attend to the other guests first, and then come back later to have a couple of drinks with you."

After saying that, he wisely turned and left, leaving the four of them alone.

The deafening sound almost shattered eardrums, the dazzling colored lights were blinding, and the room was filled with smoke. Scantily clad girls and boys stood on high steps, performing sensual dances.

Lin Zhao didn't know where to look, and he subconsciously shrank into Shang Yu's arms.

Shang Yu's lips curled slightly, all the displeasure he had felt from the boy looking at others vanished. He leaned close to the boy's ear, his hand half-clenched into a fist, knowing that this was the only way to speak here.

"How was it? Was it fun?"

The warm air wafted into her ear, sending a tingling sensation through her. Lin Zhao instinctively flinched and replied softly.

"It's alright..."

But Shang Yu obviously couldn't hear him, so he could only bend down and put his ear to Shang Yu's lips to signal him to speak like that.

Lin Zhao looked at Shang Yu, who was so close to her, and her heart pounded in sync with the music.

He subconsciously looked around and found that everyone was talking like that.

So he imitated Shang Yu's actions, making a fist and speaking into his ear.

"Okay, this is fun..."

He changed his words. Although this place made him uneasy, the novel environment always aroused his curiosity, and he was afraid that Shang Yu would take him away.

Shang Yu sat back down without making a sound, nodded, but the tips of his ears turned completely red.

Shen Youqing was clearly a regular customer; since someone was treating him, especially the bar owner, he naturally didn't stand on ceremony.

As soon as the sommelier opened the wine list, Shen Youqing pointed to the most expensive Hennessy Richard and ordered ten bottles in one go.

"And that 'Divine Dragon Set' thing, give me eight sets. May your boss prosper! Bring me two extra fruit platters and a bucket of ice."

The sommelier's eyes widened. He knew this table was the boss's important guest and the bill would be put on the tab, but he didn't expect it to be this small.

However, he was just an employee and didn't dare to say anything. He immediately ordered people to prepare.

They ordered ten bottles of the most expensive wine and opened eight sets of the "Divine Dragon Set," ostensibly to wish Gu Ze prosperity.

Judging from his expression, Shang Yu knew that Gu Ze had probably tricked him quite a bit before; otherwise, the four of them could have used all that wine for a bath.

Lin Zhao carefully tugged at Shang Yu's sleeve and whispered in his ear.

"Brother Ayu, what is a 'dragon costume'?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu turned slightly to the side and leaned close to Lin Zhao's ear.

"The Ace of Spades' top-of-the-line champagne set consists of several bottles of different colors, and is only opened as a set when opening a business or to make a grand impression."

He paused, looked at the boy's bewildered and curious expression, and added another sentence.

"There will be fireworks later."

As they were talking, a faint sound of a cart wheel suddenly came from not far away.

Several waiters slowly pushed a gilded wine cart over, with ten bottles of Hennessy Richard standing quietly in an ice bucket.

Eight sets of Ace of Spades Dragon sets were neatly arranged, their gold glitter adding to the extravagant atmosphere of the hazy bar.

The sommelier stepped forward, adjusted the switch, and stood respectfully to the side, ready to activate the accompanying exclusive firework ceremony at any time.

Many guests around noticed the commotion and turned their attention to it.

Shang Yu gently put his arm around Lin Zhao's waist, subtly glancing at those with ill intentions, especially at Lin Zhao, his gaze filled with possessiveness.

He pulled the person into his arms and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

"The fireworks will light up for a bit, and some fine gold dust will fall. It won't be noisy or scary, just watch quietly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sommelier gently pressed the switch.

In an instant, delicate small cold fireworks slowly rose from around the wine truck, and fine gold foil fluttered down, instantly creating a wonderful atmosphere.

Lin Zhao subconsciously reached out to grab the pieces of paper, finding them extremely interesting.

Seeing his curious expression, Shang Yu felt her heart melt and reached out to ruffle his hair.

Lin Zhao excitedly approached.

"Brother Ayu, you're so handsome."

Shang Yu nodded, gently removing the gold foil from his hair with her fingertips, her eyes filled with unwavering affection.

The sommelier poured a few glasses of Hennessy and respectfully placed them in front of everyone.

Shang Yu wasn't interested in the wine; he glanced at it briefly and then looked away.

Lin Zhao, on the other hand, stared longingly at the wine glass, biting her lower lip, her desire to drink practically written all over her face.

Shang Yu picked up one of the cups and took a small sip.

Lin Zhao's gaze fell on his lips.

"Want a drink?"

This time, Shang Yu didn't even get close to him, and Lin Zhao immediately nodded.

Shang Yu took another cup, held it to his lips, and brought it close.

"Just take a sip; it's not very strong, it's warm, and you won't get drunk."

Lin Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still obediently took a small sip from Shang Yu's hand.

The wine glided across my tongue, not as spicy as I had imagined, but instead carried a subtle fruity aroma.

He blinked and whispered to Shang Yu.

"Brother Yu, it's sweet, not bad."

Looking at his obedient appearance, Shang Yu's smile deepened, and he handed him the glass of wine.

Just one drink.

Lin Zhao nodded quickly, holding the wine glass and taking small sips.

He quickly finished his drink, but still wanted more, so he subtly nudged Shang Yu's arm with his fingertip, a gesture full of probing.

Seeing the way he was staring at him so expectantly, Shang Yu shook his head helplessly. He was still a little drunkard.

That's what I thought, but I still poured him a glass anyway. I figured I was there, so it wouldn't matter if he got drunk.

Moreover, he also wanted to see what Lin Zhao would be like when she was drunk.

After two drinks, Lin Zhao wasn't very drunk, but she needed to use the restroom.

He clutched his stomach and held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer and said with a flushed face.

"I...I need to use the restroom."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu immediately stood up and reached out to support his arm.

"I'll go with you. Stay with me and don't get lost."

Lin Zhao nodded obediently and was half-led by Shang Yu, walking around the stage booths to a quiet corner.

There weren't many people around.

"Go inside, I'll wait for you at the door. Don't wander off, call me when you're done."

"Um."

Lin Zhao blushed and responded, then turned around, pushed open the door, and entered the bathroom. After using the toilet, she washed her hands.

The moment I looked up, I saw someone I never expected in the mirror.

Lin Zhao froze on the spot.

"You, how did you get here?"

The person in front of him was in a sorry state, and when he saw Lin Zhao's eyes, he wanted nothing more than to kill him.

"Xiao Zhao, I've been looking for you everywhere."