The booth in the far northwest corner, furthest from the dance floor.
It was probably the quietest spot in the entire hall.
But as Li Qianfan walked over, he saw many couples, completely oblivious to their surroundings, engrossed in passionate embraces.
He even noticed a few people staring blankly at the candles on the table.
Li Qianfan knew without asking that they were high.
The Arc de Triomphe was an oval-shaped building, occupying a considerable area, four stories high.
The first-floor hall was a disco, with a card and chess room, a coffee shop, a cinema, and an arcade upstairs.
At first glance, the entire Arc de Triomphe seemed transparent, with nowhere to hide anything illicit.
However, Qin Zhou, a true playboy, suspected that the Arc de Triomphe definitely concealed hidden depths.
Perhaps pushing open a small door would lead to a new world.
A world where one could fully understand what true debauchery was.
The problem was that Qin Zhou only had an intuition that such a door existed.
He didn't know where it was, let alone search every door.
Given the sheer size and bustling business of the Arc de Triomphe, it was likely protected by numerous powerful figures.
Without any evidence, if Li Qianfan were to cause trouble at the Arc de Triomphe, those powerful figures would undoubtedly step in to lecture him on how to behave.
Dodging a few couples, he casually swayed his hips and headed towards the "respectable" women near the dance floor. Li Qianfan finally reached the northwest corner.
And then he saw—
There are women who, even sitting still, exude such feminine charm that they capture the attention of every man who sees them.
If it weren't for a few stern-looking women in tight outfits guarding the booth in the northwest corner, many men would have likely approached the seven-star married woman wearing a blue shirt, a black fur skirt, fishnet stockings, and red high heels.
"Coming to a place like this without makeup to conceal her appearance. Isn't that practically an invitation for men to flirt with her?"
Li Qianfan looked at Su Nu Huang, who was being her natural self, and frowned slightly.
Crossing her fishnet-clad legs, Su Nu Huang, with her red high heels gently swinging, did not look at him. She merely lit a slender cigarette and exhaled smoke rings from her delicate lips.
Perfectly round.
Jiao Yin was also dressed provocatively tonight.
Her red checkered shirt was very short, revealing half of her soft, firm waist, adorned with a hummingbird tattoo.
Beneath her khaki pencil skirt, her legs were bare and excessively long.
Her black high heels were casually placed on the edge of the table, and she looked at him with a half-smile.
Click.
Jiao Yin slipped off her high heels and gracefully stood up.
For some inexplicable reason, Li Qianfan didn't dare to look at Su Nu Huang.
Despite the many people around and the presence of Jiao San with her subordinates, he felt a sense of guilt, as if he were a thief.
He only wanted to speak to Jiao San—
Jiao San smiled and said, "Boss, let me introduce them. This is Xu Qing, Jia Yi, Wei Xiao, and Yin Xian."
What?
These four girls were named Xu Qing, Jia Yi, Wei Xiao, and Yin Xian?
And there were people with these names?
Li Qianfan was stunned and looked at Jiao Yin's four most trusted confidantes.
These four confidantes of Jiao Yin were the same ones who had nearly been fed to the snakes in the Flowing Pavilion.
They were also Jiao Yin's most trusted inner circle, four elite frog-leap masters.
They were all deeply grateful to Li Qianfan for saving their lives.
Tonight, "Tender Grass" and "Ruhua" were meeting in person—
Jiao Yin had brought them along, proving that these four girls were wholeheartedly prepared to follow Li Qianfan.
"Mr. Qianfan, I am Xu Qing, double Xu, the Xu of Qing Cao."
"I am Jia Yi, Jia of Xi Bei, Yi of Yi Jia."
"I am Wei Xiao, Wei of Wei Xiao Bao."
"I am Yin Xian—"
The four frog-leap sisters shook hands with Li Qianfan one by one. After their formal introductions, Li Qianfan finally understood the meaning behind the names Xu Qing, Jia Yi, Wei Xiao, and Yin Xian.
"Hello, please sit."
As soon as Li Qianfan said this, Jiao Yin suddenly hugged him, sat him down heavily on the sofa, and leaned over to kiss him.
Damn it!
What was Jiao San doing?
Help!
Li Qianfan struggled to push her away with his left hand, but Jiao San took advantage of the moment, guiding his hand under her checkered shirt.
In front of the "Frog Leap Four Beauties" and Su Nu Huang, being molested by Jiao San like this was too embarrassing!
Li Qianfan exerted force with his left hand. As Jiao San yelped in pain, he finally managed to break free from the hooligan's advances.
He then saw that the Frog Leap Four Beauties were all chuckling at him.
Su Nu Huang, on the other hand, was constantly pouting beside them.
Jiao San's actions were not due to a sudden loss of control.
They were deeply meaningful.
She wanted Xu Qing and the others to see: "Do you see how close I am to Li Qianfan? Now you can rest assured and not worry about him abandoning you once he's achieved his goals."
There were many ways to prove the strength of their relationship.
Was it necessary for Jiao San to resort to such crude methods?
Yes, it was!
Because Jiao San had said, "Boss, I plan to have Xu Qing serve as the head of the Dark Blade's Modu branch. Jia Yi and the others will be deputy directors. All their actions will be under the command of the Dark Blade headquarters. They will even proactively invite the Dark Blade to send supervisors to guide their ideological work."
Li Qianfan understood.
After considering for a few days, Jiao Yin had finally decided to lead all her confidantes to thoroughly betray the Dark Net and openly join the fight against it, becoming an active force.
She would still maintain a strategy of one visible and one hidden.
Xu Qing and the others would be in the visible role, while the true director, Jiao San, would remain in the shadows.
This would not only increase Jiao San's safety but also free her from the Dark Blade's regulations like "regular working hours," allowing her to travel anywhere in the world.
However—
Shouldn't such an important matter be discussed in a solemn and quiet place, with sincere conversations between both parties?
Why come to a noisy place like a disco and make it so informal?
"Alright. I've done what needed to be done tonight, and I'm in a good mood. Let's go have some fun."
Without further ado, Jiao San dragged Li Qianfan towards the dance floor.
Li Qianfan had no psychological burden dancing with Jiao San, and he even hoped to only dance with her.
As for Su Nu Huang, it was better to forget about it.
To this day, Li Qianfan hadn't dared to look her directly in the eye.
Boom, crash.
Amidst the explosive melody, Jiao San tossed her hair and twisted her body like a water snake, standing in Li Qianfan's arms.
Even though Li Qianfan was a top global playboy, he rarely came to places like discos.
He had never even danced with anyone on the dance floor.
When he used to go to high-society discos, he would just sit in the booth and watch the young men and women dance wildly.
He never expected that the outwardly "respectable" Jiao San would be such a skilled dancer.
This made Li Qianfan, who didn't know how to dance and just waved his hands along with the vocalists, feel inferior and unsure of what to do.
"Idiot, you don't take advantage when you should. Are you planning to give that opportunity to someone else?"
Jiao San cursed, then grabbed Li Qianfan's hands, extended them under her ribs, and then guided him to firmly hold her. She then raised her hands again, her serpentine waist swaying rapidly and seductively.
Oh.
This move, I know how to play this.
Li Qianfan suddenly remembered last year's Autumn Women's Wear Festival. He and Shen Chongchong (actually Su Maomao) were watching a fashion show at an exhibition, and they were like this.
He remembered it clearly.
At that time, Shen Chongchong had sung loudly amidst her vigorous and seductive dance.
It's happening again tonight.
Find a pillar to lean on—
Li Qianfan leaned against a pillar, letting Jiao San become increasingly wild, her movements intensely seductive.
Gradually, Li Qianfan entered a dreamlike state.
He felt the whole world spinning, and he vaguely sensed a coolness in Jiao San's small hand.
Dancing is dancing, why is she moving her hands around?
Do you think you're Chongchong?
Can you use this opportunity to have that unspeakable relationship with me?
Jiao San pushed back desperately, but Li Qianfan refused to yield.
She hadn't "landed" yet, so she couldn't carelessly lose the most precious thing a man had.
Jiao San was exhausted but failed to succeed. She could only angrily curse him as a "coward who dared not break through the gate at the halfway point." She then let go of his waist, turned, and slithered away like a fish.
Damn it.
Fortunately, the lights were dim, so no one could see.
Li Qianfan also cursed. Just then, someone bumped into his chest.
Xu Qing.
Huh?
What does this mean?
As Li Qianfan stared, Xu Qing was already dancing rapidly and seductively, her hands raised high, facing the vocalists and shouting loudly.
Li Qianfan understood.
This must have been Jiao San's arrangement.
Hi.
Then let's do it.
After all, Mr. Qianfan is a master of ball control—
A few minutes later, Xu Qing moved aside, and Jia Yi took her place.
A few minutes later, Jia Yi slipped away, and Wei Xiao stepped up.
A few minutes later, Wei Xiao moved aside, and Yin Xian took her place.
A few minutes later, Jiao San returned.
Like a revolving lantern, five women pressed against this pillar, taking turns.
"Stop f-ing turning. If you keep turning, I'll shake my brain out of my head."
Li Qianfan cursed and pushed Jiao San away.
As soon as Jiao San moved away, before Li Qianfan could retract his hand, someone swayed her hips and stood in his embrace.
Get away—
Li Qianfan was about to push her away when he froze.
Blue shirt, black fur skirt, fishnet long legs.
Oh.
Oh, oh, oh.
Jiao San, Xu Qing, Jia Yi, Wei Xiao, and Yin Xian, five women, shouted joyfully, their hands moving in the air, forming a fan shape around the west side of the pillar, perfectly separating Su Nu Huang from the other dancers.
The lights flickered on and off.
The scene was a chaotic dance.
Li Qianfan's entire world was spinning.
In a daze, he seemed to see a pair of fiery eyes gazing at him intently.
Very far, yet very close.
Very real, yet very false.
Finally, the song ended—
The intense heavy metal music switched to a gentler melody, finally ceasing to torment their ears.
Li Qianfan gradually regained his senses and realized he was sitting in the booth in the northwest corner.
Jiao San and Xu Qing and the others were sitting not far away, talking loudly and laughing freely.
Li Qianfan tilted his head and looked at the woman beside him.
Her complexion had returned to normal. Acting nonchalant and generous, she picked up her wine glass and gestured for a toast.
Li Qianfan gently clinked glasses with her and downed the drink in one gulp.
The wine wasn't spicy at all.
It was very thirst-quenching.
She asked, "Are you happy?"
Li Qianfan hesitated for a moment, then truthfully replied, "Happy."
She asked, "Can I hold your hand?"
Li Qianfan extended his left hand.
She intertwined her fingers with his.
She said, "I feel very at ease."
Li Qianfan nodded, indicating that he also felt at ease.
She asked again, "Do you feel guilty?"
This time, Li Qianfan thought for a long time before slowly shaking his head.
The woman sighed deeply and smiled, "If I ask you out next time, will you come?"
Li Qianfan could feel her fingers unconsciously tighten.
It was as if she feared he would refuse, and even more so, feared he would suddenly disappear.
Li Qianfan looked directly into her flickering, evasive eyes and said clearly, "Yes."
The light in the woman's eyes instantly turned into joyous tenderness.
Bzzzzzzz.
Li Qianfan's phone vibrated urgently.
He took out his phone with his right hand and checked the caller ID. It was an unknown number.
He hesitated for a moment, then put it to his ear: "Hello, who is this?"
"Li Qianfan? I'm Ma Rongna!"
A terrified woman's voice came through: "Come quickly! Your aunt is dying! Sob, sob, sob, come quickly!"