My Dongguan Love Story

Feeling Lin Huimin's gaze, my heart tightened, and a wave of guilt washed over me. I wanted to hang up immediately, but then I thought it wouldn't be right. I could only hurriedly walk to the balcony and say to Tang Yan, "I have something to take care of, what's wrong?"

Tang Yan wasn't too happy about what I said. She felt my tone was a bit perfunctory. Normally, she would have pressed for details, but saving lives was the priority, so she didn't argue and said to me:

"Dazhuang, I feel like something's happened to Guilian. Shall we go look for her?"

"What happened?" I asked in a flat tone, not particularly interested in Lin Guilian's situation.

Tang Yan sounded a little anxious: "Gui Lian said her boyfriend introduced her to a job as a waitress at a nightclub. I need to talk to her about something, but I can't get through to her on the phone. I feel something's wrong. I suspect she's been scammed. I want you to come with me to the nightclub to find her and see if something has happened to her."

Working as a waitress at a nightclub?

I was a little confused, but I didn't think much of it. I didn't want to go at first, but Tang Yan kept persuading me, so I had no choice but to agree.

I hung up Tang Yan's call, my fingers still gripping the hot phone, and turned around to see Lin Huimin half-lying on the sofa looking at me.

There was no anger on her face; she remained gentle, but her eyes were indifferent, revealing no emotion. I couldn't guess what she was thinking.

I put the phone on the table and told her, "A friend needs to talk to me about something, and I have to go out for a bit."

Lin Huimin turned to look at me, her eyes slightly red, and choked out, "Can you stay today? I want you to stay with me!"

Seeing Lin Huimin's aggrieved expression, my heart clenched with guilt, making it hard to breathe. I knew she had just heard Tang Yan's voice, and although I wasn't sure if she knew about our relationship, I was still afraid of hurting her feelings and wanted to explain.

"A friend of mine was tricked by her boyfriend into working as a hostess at a bar, and now she's missing. We need to go find her."

Lin Huimin felt much better after learning that I wasn't going to see Tang Yan, and she earnestly analyzed what she wanted to say to me:

"There are many temptations in Dongguan now. You can only earn about 1,000 yuan a month working in a factory, but you can earn 1,000 to 2,000 yuan by sleeping with a man in a nightclub for one night. So some women may go astray."

What she meant was that Lin Guilian might have gone astray in her pursuit of money.

I remembered she borrowed 500 yuan from me just a few days ago, and today she went to a nightclub. She seems quite short of money; she might even have sold herself for money.

I thought of her fair and beautiful face, and her curvaceous figure. I figured if she really went to a nightclub to sell herself, she could probably make a high price of one or two thousand a night.

Earning so much money just by lying down for one night was indeed very tempting for her, who was short of money.

If that's the case, why would I go to a nightclub? Wouldn't that be disturbing their money-making?

I was having second thoughts and wanted to call Tang Yan back and explain things to her. But then I realized that Tang Yan was the type of person who wouldn't listen, so I gave up on that idea.

Lin Huimin initially didn't want me to go, since she didn't have a good impression of her rival's friend. But thinking that I would feel extremely guilty if Lin Guilian were really deceived and something happened to her, she agreed to let me go and look for her.

So he hugged me and said, "You can go find her, but you must protect yourself. If you feel any danger, leave immediately!"

I lowered my hand and kissed her forehead, nodding with a smile. I got up to clear the table and wash the dishes, but Lin Huimin took the bowls and chopsticks from my hand and walked towards the kitchen.

As I watched her quietly and diligently washing the dishes, I couldn't help but walk over and gently hug her from behind, letting her lean against me. My large hands enveloped her slender little hands, and together we held the dishcloth and slowly wiped the dishes and chopsticks.

Lin Huimin and I finished cleaning the kitchen; there was still an hour before the nightclub opened. I rode my motorcycle in the direction of the Golden Years Nightclub that Tang Yan had mentioned.

Golden Age Nightclub is located in Huangjiang, Dongguan, and is situated next to a five-star hotel. The first and second floors are bars, while the third, fourth, and fifth floors are guest rooms and saunas.

The Golden Age nightclub is decorated very luxuriously, with marble floors and crystal chandeliers hanging high above.

After I went inside, I sat down in a booth at the bar. A short while later, I heard a voice behind me: "Sir, what kind of service would you like?"

I glanced back and saw a woman who looked to be around forty years old, wearing a red cheongsam, swaying her hips as she walked towards me.

Looking at the heavy white powder and thick lipstick on her face, I guessed she was probably a madam from Golden Years. Curious, I asked her, "What kind of services do you offer?"

As she listened to me, she smiled and swayed her hips as she sat down beside me. Her right hand gently rested on my thigh, sliding up and down lightly. She looked at me with a smile and said, "Sir, what kind of service do you want? We have it all here."

Listening to her words, I thought of Lin Guilian, so I smiled and asked her, "Any new faces? I prefer someone clean-cut."

"A newcomer?" The madam's eyes darted around, and after a moment's thought, she said, "Yes, there is, but she's a bit pricey, and she's a little unruly; I'm afraid she might hurt some customers."

Listening to her words, I smiled and said, "It's alright, I like strong-willed people. Bring her over."

The madam glanced at me, then withdrew her hand: "She can't come to the main hall yet. If you're serious, sir, pay three thousand first, then we'll go to a private room upstairs. Hmm, we need to tie her up; we can't let her escape."

Three thousand a night? That price makes me gasp. My goodness, if someone takes clients for a month straight, wouldn't they make a hundred thousand? With so many girls at Golden Years, how much do they earn in a month?

I asked for more details about the woman's figure, physique, and appearance. Listening to the madam's description, I finally concluded that this woman was most likely Lin Guilian. Since she was forced into the private room, it was probably against her will.

Although the money was expensive, I remembered Tang Yan's instructions, and if I could save Lin Guilian, it would be worth it.

The madam, already impatient with my endless questions, softened her expression when she saw I finally paid. She smiled and patted my chest.

"Don't worry, sir, this girl is exceptionally beautiful."

After saying that, he asked the waiter to lead me to the third floor.

In a private room on the second floor, Lin Guilian was tied up and sitting on the floor, looking dejected with blood at the corner of her mouth, as if she had been slapped. Her face was also somewhat swollen.

Brother Nan sat at his desk, looking at the crew-cut man beside him with a displeased expression: "Why did you bring in such a troublemaker?"

"Troublemaker" is slang; simply put, it refers to a prostitute who resists fiercely and is unwilling to sell herself.

Although the Hunan gang deals in sex work, they value mutual consent and rarely take on troublemakers. After all, troublemakers require special supervision and are prone to causing trouble. Last time, one troublemaker bit a customer's genitals. They had to pay a lot of money in compensation.

The man with the buzz cut lowered his head as he listened to his boss's words.

Lin Ping brought Lin Guilian with him, saying he wanted to sell her for a good price. He didn't pay attention to whether Lin Guilian was willing or not. He just saw that Lin Guilian's figure and face were top-notch, so he readily agreed.

Moreover, Lin Ping told him that he could play with her for a few days for free. Only then did he take her in.

Hearing Brother Nan's questioning now, I felt a pang of regret.

However, the Hunan gang wouldn't easily let go of those they'd taken in, as they couldn't set a bad example for other prostitutes by suggesting they could leave simply by resisting.

Brother Nan glanced displeased at the crew-cut man and sighed, "Fine, since a customer has taken a liking to him, let's send him over for him to play with. But before sending him, give him a pill first, so the customer can have his fun."