The lights in the nightclub flickered, with blue and purple beams constantly shifting as the lights moved. When they went in, countless handsome men and beautiful women were dancing freely in the dance floor.

Wen Xian’s eyes lit up as soon as she entered. She instinctively looked at her brother, thinking he’d be dumbstruck.

Unexpectedly, when she looked, she saw her brother looking utterly bored and disinterested, staring at the scene of the lively music and dance with indifference in his eyes, completely unmoved.

Wen Xian: "?"

She slightly raised an eyebrow, apparently a bit surprised.

In her impression, men who don’t like these kinds of places are just as boring as her husband.

People come here to relax. When Lu Xiao comes here, it’s like he’s watching to see if anyone might commit a crime. Even slightly sensitive people can probably tell at a glance that he’s a cop-type person.

Wen Yu also looked indifferent towards this place, which really caught her off guard.

She took him and a group of their friends to sit together. A big booth was opened for more than ten people, with beer, fruit platters, dice, and all sorts of party essentials coming up.

Others were chatting and laughing, some already holding a bottle in one hand, their bodies swaying with the dynamic music.

The atmosphere quickly became intoxicating. Wen Xian sat next to him, feeling helpless about his indifferent state. Sister Ling sat over with a plop, pulled her arm, and whispered in her ear:

"What are you thinking? You brought your brother here to play, and you’re still watching him? Let him play on his own."

Wen Xian instinctively said, "He doesn’t understand anything. It’s his first time in a place like this, shouldn’t I teach him a bit?"

Sister Ling was speechless:

"Teach my ass. I ask you, with family watching you all the time, especially elders, can you have fun? Can you let loose?"

As soon as she said that, Wen Xian subconsciously imagined parents, and the spark of restlessness in her heart was instantly extinguished.

Got it.

Empathizing, Wen Xian rubbed her forehead slightly and finally said to Wen Yu:

"Well, Sister Ling and I have something to do, so we won’t accompany you. You go play inside by yourself, just don’t forget to come back."

Saying this, Wen Xian got up and walked away with Sister Ling.

She didn’t worry about Wen Yu, since he was an adult, after all a boy, what could possibly happen here...?

As she got up and looked back, sure enough, no one was at the seat.

That kid really slipped away fast.

Outside the nightclub, there was a long alley on the street. The stretch of street where the nightclub’s storefront was located was lit with colorful lights and flashing neon signs, but in the turning alley, it was dim.

Smoke slowly exhaled from his lips, as the young man held a cigarette and looked up at the night sky.

The night sky was a deep blue, like spilled ink, with only a few stars twinkling, faintly visible.

His tall figure stood at the edge of the alley, leaning slightly. The cold air made his complexion even paler, but he still had no intention of going inside.

Some people are simply born to dislike noisy places. In such a large territory, with so many people, all he wanted was to huddle in a corner alone, drinking in solitary.

Didn’t want to move, didn’t want to talk. Their liveliness only highlighted his solitude, yet he didn’t want to join them.

But just then, suddenly a car drove over from the end of the street.

The bright headlights flickered in his eyes.

He instinctively glanced in that direction, then retracted his gaze, continuing to bring the cigarette to his lips.

But before it touched, he suddenly froze, realizing something.

His eyes swished, once again looking at the luxury car coming in this direction.