Chapter 50 Nightclub Turmoil

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Nightclub Turmoil ... [Chinese New Year’s Day, Great fortune and prosperity!] ... "Oh, Sister Rourou doesn’t like it, then we won’t go to Night Banquet." Ye Shanshan, showing great respect for the "third-ranked" Xia Rou, suggested instead, "Let’s head to Jinsha Night Club nearby. I’ve got a membership card." Zheng Xiaoyu said with some concern, "Jinsha seems to be Zhao Erhu’s territory..." "With Brother Bao here, who’s afraid of Zhao Erhu?" Chen Long had a smug look, like he was borrowing authority. "Alright then, let’s go to Jinsha." Xia Rou ultimately made the decision. Last time, after Han Ruobing mediated at the Patrol Office, Zhao Erhu probably wouldn’t dare mess with them again. ... When Yan Xiaobao arrived at Jinsha Night Club with Xia Rou, Ye Shanshan, and the others, it wasn’t even 8 PM yet. During this peak summer season, 8 PM had just turned dark, and nightlife hadn’t officially begun. At Jinsha Night Club, the crowd wasn’t that large yet, and the venue wasn’t full. Led by the pretty hostess in a sexy evening gown, the group was taken to VIP Room V868. As soon as Ye Shanshan entered, she waved dramatically, "Skip the tea! Bring two fruit platters, two cases of beer, sunflower seeds, candied fruits, and popcorn – just get them all." "But there are only five of us. That’s way too much booze..." Xia Rou rarely drank and was a bit worried. The VIP room came with a complimentary case of beer, and ordering two more cases meant three in total. At KTV, cases of beer typically had 24 bottles, so three cases would add up to 72 bottles stacked densely on the marble coffee table – definitely an intimidating sight. "Don’t worry! Today is Sister Xia Rou’s special day – no one’s leaving until they’re properly buzzed!" Zheng Xiaoyu, the instigator, was excited and pulled Xia Rou over. "Sister Xia Rou, let’s start with some karaoke." "You go ahead first. I need to use the restroom." Since they chose a smaller room to create a livelier vibe, it didn’t come with a private restroom. Xia Rou pushed open the door and headed out. "Honey, what songs do you like to sing?" Ye Shanshan eagerly asked Yan Xiaobao. Yan Xiaobao shook his head. "I don’t know how to sing." "Uh... alright then. I’ll drink with you instead." Ye Shanshan picked up six cups, filled them all, and said, "Come on, honey—this first toast is for mentorship, the second for commitment – let’s down them all in one go." "Hold on a sec..." Before Yan Xiaobao got a chance to refuse, Ye Shanshan quickly downed three cups in one gulp, her cheeks puffed as she looked at Yan Xiaobao. Faced with such an enthusiastic and bold "reserve concubine," Yan Xiaobao didn’t have the heart to dampen her spirits. Mimicking her, he too finished three cups in one go. By this time, Zheng Xiaoyu had sung one full track of "Later," and it was Ye Shanshan’s turn. While Zheng Xiaoyu was singing, Yan Xiaobao didn’t feel much of anything, but the moment Ye Shanshan opened her mouth, he immediately had a reaction. Because Ye Shanshan’s singing—well, it was... let’s just say it was the kind that could shock earthly worlds and move ghostly heavens... When Ye Shanshan finally wrapped up her rendition of "Foam," seeing her not putting down the microphone and preparing to belt out another track, Yan Xiaobao couldn’t take it anymore. "Can you just stop singing? It’s so awful!" "Awful? No way!" Ye Shanshan protested vehemently. "I’m a famous Karaoke Queen—I am NOT awful. Honey, maybe your music taste is just off." "I know nothing about music appreciation, but your voice—I honestly find it terrible..." Yan Xiaobao was determined not to endure further sonic torment inflicted by Ye Shanshan. "Honey, if you think my singing is rubbish, why don’t you give it a shot then?" Ye Shanshan said, handing the microphone to Yan Xiaobao. "I can’t sing." Yan Xiaobao felt defeated. "It’s fine, I’ll teach you!" Ye Shanshan urged enthusiastically, "I’ll teach you karaoke, and you teach me martial arts, deal?" "No deal! My skills are awesome, your singing sucks—I’ll pass." Yan Xiaobao wasn’t about to fall for Ye Shanshan’s bait. "Let’s wait for Sister Xia Rou," Chen Long chimed in from the side. "Sister Xia Rou’s singing is amazing." "No doubt about it—Rourou’s voice is the gentlest," Yan Xiaobao nodded, starting to grow impatient. "Why is Rourou taking so long in the restroom?" Ye Shanshan quickly dropped the microphone and eagerly headed outside. "I’ll go check on her." Soon, Ye Shanshan came rushing back like a storm. "Honey, something’s wrong! Sister Rourou is arguing with someone!" "What? Take me there NOW!" Yan Xiaobao dashed to the door like lightning, visibly angry. Who would dare start something with his wife? Are they looking for death? Over by the restroom, not far from the door, a crowd had gathered noisily. Xia Rou stood glaring furiously at a bald, overweight man across from her. The guy reeked strongly of alcohol, his body swaying unsteadily—clearly drunk out of his mind. Beside the bald man stood a burly individual with a menacing appearance, who sneered at Xia Rou and said with a nasty tone, "Pretty lady, just because you look good doesn’t mean you can bulldoze your way around, huh? You brushed into him, and we’re only asking you to apologize and have a drink to make peace. Don’t even THINK about pushing your luck!" Hearing the phrase "refuse a toast, get forced into drinking," Xia Rou tensed up but held her composure. She didn’t want this to escalate, especially since she knew once Yan Xiaobao got involved, chaos would surely break out. "He was the one who staggered drunkenly into me," Xia Rou said evenly. "I’ve already apologized, but I don’t drink." "Coming to a KTV and not drinking—who are you kidding?" the burly man’s tone turned hostile. "Brother Liu is a big name around here. If you insist on disrespecting him, this won’t end well for you." It was clear from the predatory gleam in the bald man’s eyes what his true intentions were. Xia Rou knew full well the meaning behind their demand for her to share a drink. The implications were clear, and there was no way she’d comply. Their unreasonable intimidation had reached a breaking point. While Xia Rou debated whether to call Yan Xiaobao over, a man suddenly stepped out of the crowd and joined the conversation, saying, "Brother Cheng, are you here to party tonight or to stir up trouble?" The speaker, nicknamed Biaozi, was a small-time gangster overseeing Jinsha Night Club. He had just gotten word of the commotion and rushed over. At the sight of the burly man, Biaozi frowned. The man called Cheng, known as Brother Cheng, was also a local thug and had been clashing with Zhao Erhu, Biaozi’s boss, for quite some time. Initially planning to report this incident to Zhao Erhu, Biaozi hesitated upon catching sight of Xia Rou. After all, during that affair at Dexi Hall, Biaozi had followed Zhao Erhu to support Sun Peng, only to suffer a humiliating defeat at the hands of Yan Xiaobao. Since then, Zhao Erhu had repeatedly warned his men never to cross Yan Xiaobao or Xia Rou. ... [Please like, favorite, recommend, and support!] ...