122: Chapter 122 The Conflict at the Night Bar (Part 3)

As Wang Hao and Su Mo stepped into Nightlife Bar, a waiter approached them with a smile and bowed, saying, "Brother Hao, the boss invites you to the Imperial Suite on the third floor."

Wang Hao nodded slightly and looked up. Knife-Brother was standing on the third floor, his hand resting casually on the stair railing, a meaningful smile on his lips, his gaze locked firmly on them.

Wang Hao's face immediately broke into a fawning smile. He waved enthusiastically at Knife-Brother, then gave Su Mo a look, signaling her to follow, and quickened his pace toward the third floor.

Su Mo followed behind Wang Hao, but her attention was entirely on her phone. Suddenly, the indicator light on her phone flashed. She quickly slowed her pace and lit up the screen. It was indeed a message from Shen Jianan: 'Arriving soon, meet in the bathroom, bring your bag. Delete this message immediately after reading!'

After reading the message from Shen Jianan, the tension in Su Mo's heart eased slightly. She quickly deleted the text, put her phone back in her bag, and hurried toward the third floor.

"Why are you so slow!" Wang Hao stood at the end of the third floor, frowning with displeasure, and looked back at Su Mo accusingly.

Su Mo feigned an innocent and aggrieved expression, murmuring, "I'm wearing high heels, I can't walk fast..."

"Alright, alright, hurry up, we're going to see Knife-Brother." Wang Hao said impatiently, reaching out to pull Su Mo before Knife-Brother. He wore a fawning smile, "Hehe, Knife-Brother, this is Su Mo, whom I mentioned to you. Su Mo, hurry up and greet Knife-Brother!"

Su Mo looked up at Knife-Brother. The hideous scar on his face made her heart skip a beat. She was a bit afraid and instinctively lowered her head again, her voice tinged with timidity: "Hello, Knife-Brother..."

Knife-Brother crossed his arms, his eyes playfully scanning Su Mo up and down. He walked around her, seeing that her figure was indeed as Wang Hao had described—curvaceous, with everything in the right places, far better than the girls in his own club. He couldn't help but swallow, nodding with satisfaction: "Not bad. Truly worthy of being the department beauty of the Music Department at Modu University. Look up, let me get a good look at you."

Seeing Su Mo keeping her head down, Wang Hao urged her in a low voice, somewhat anxiously: "Su Mo, hurry up, didn't you hear Knife-Brother tell you to raise your head?"

Su Mo bit her lower lip, feeling extremely reluctant, but she slowly raised her head. Still, she didn't dare look directly into Knife-Brother's eyes. Fear and worry were intertwined in her heart; on one hand, she was afraid of Knife-Brother, and on the other, she was worried he would see through her.

"Not bad, truly a beauty. Both figure and appearance are top-notch." Knife-Brother praised with satisfaction, then looked at Wang Hao, asking with a hint of sarcasm, "Wang Hao, you're quite something, you managed to get your hands on such a great beauty?"

"Hehe, Knife-Brother, you flatter me. If you like her, she's yours tonight!" Wang Hao said fawningly.

"Haha, you're a sensible kid! But, good food isn't afraid of being late. Let's deal with that kid surnamed Qin first!" Saying this, Knife-Brother led the two toward the private room.

On the way, Knife-Brother's hands didn't stay still, reaching for Su Mo's hips and waist, making her face flush red. She couldn't refuse, though. If it weren't for the dim lighting in Nightlife Bar, passersby would surely have noticed the distress on Su Mo's face.

Just then, Shen Jianan drove her black Jeep into Changle Street.

Coincidentally, Xing Zhenkun happened to be outside Yaoye Club, chatting with Chu Muyun and Ye Ziming, waiting for Si Yao to arrive.

As the three talked, Xing Zhenkun's eyes inadvertently caught sight of the black Jeep. His eyes lit up instantly, thinking to himself: 'Hey, isn't that Shen Jianan's car? Why is she here?'

Xing Zhenkun thought about waving to her, but he saw that Shen Jianan, sitting in the driver's seat, hadn't noticed him at all. The car drove straight past Yaoye Club, continued for about five hundred meters, and parked steadily in front of a place with a sign that read 'Nightlife Bar'.

"Hey, what is Shen Jianan doing? Why is she going to a bar alone?" Xing Zhenkun frowned and muttered to himself, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

Standing beside Xing Zhenkun, Chu Muyun heard his mumbling and noticed his odd behavior. She followed his gaze toward the black Jeep and saw a woman with a black leather bag, wearing jeans and a short, midriff-baring T-shirt, get out of the car and walk straight into the 'Nightlife Bar'.

A playful glint flashed in Chu Muyun's eyes. She withdrew her gaze, looked curiously at Xing Zhenkun, poked his chest with her hand, then crossed her arms and asked: "Still looking? She's already inside! What? Is that woman your lover?"

"Uh... ah, hey, how could that be? She's just a friend. I wanted to say hello, but I didn't expect her not to see me at all..." Xing Zhenkun scratched his head awkwardly and explained with a sheepish smile.

"A friend? And a woman at that. I think she's probably your ex-girlfriend? Oh wait, maybe your ex-ex-ex-girlfriend..." Chu Muyun smiled faintly, mocking him, her eyes revealing a bit of cunning.

Ye Ziming listened to their conversation and curiously looked in the direction they were staring, but he saw nothing. He had to reach out and pat Xing Zhenkun on the shoulder, giving him a sympathetic look.

"What ex-girlfriend? Don't talk nonsense. You don't know her. She's a police officer, and her dad is this..." Xing Zhenkun said, giving a thumbs up, looking very serious.

"Is that so? I really couldn't tell. Xing Zhenkun, you actually know people from the police station." But Chu Muyun wouldn't easily believe Xing Zhenkun's claim. As she spoke, she looked again at where the Jeep had just parked and asked curiously: "And this police officer goes to a nightclub to play? Impressive. I didn't expect this second-generation police officer to have such a wild lifestyle..."

However, before Xing Zhenkun could respond, Si Yao's wine-red SSC Tuatara (the lizard) flashed its headlights and drove quickly toward them.

Seeing the car was about to hit them, Si Yao slammed on the brakes, stopping steadily half a meter from Xing Zhenkun.

The screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground echoed throughout Changle Street, drawing many pedestrians who thought there was excitement to watch.

"Damn it! Si Yao, you idiot, are you trying to murder me!" Xing Zhenkun stepped back in shock, pointing angrily at Si Yao, who was sitting in the car grinning at him, and cursed.

Ye Ziming looked at Si Yao with a playful smile, his eyes showing a bit of appreciation and curiosity. Through the windshield, he waved at her, as a greeting.

It was Chu Muyun's first time meeting this legendary second Young Miss of the Si Family, so she couldn't help but look curiously.

However, Si Yao didn't seem to care about Xing Zhenkun's anger at all. The scissor doors of the wine-red sports car rose. Si Yao slowly got out. Her makeup was still a bit of a punk, world-weary style, just a little lighter than that day. Her outfit was a tight black T-shirt paired with black leather shorts, making her skin appear even fairer—the very image of a nightclub queen.

Only, unlike before, this time, Si Yao didn't bring a female companion in the passenger seat.

She walked slowly to Xing Zhenkun's side with a smile, patted his shoulder lightly, and said with a laugh: "Hehe, Brother Kun, why are you so nervous? Don't you trust my driving skills?"

"Screw you, haven't you heard the saying 'horses stumble, people trip'? What if you didn't brake in time, or the car had some issue? Would I be finished today?!" Xing Zhenkun complained indignantly.

"Tch, look at your cowardice. Fine, fine, this time it's my fault. Tonight's expenses are on me, consider it as settling your nerves, Young Master Xing, okay?" Si Yao shook her head with a helpless smile.

"Hehe, that's more like it..." Xing Zhenkun laughed, taking advantage of the situation.

Then, Si Yao rolled her eyes at Xing Zhenkun and noticed Chu Muyun standing beside him.

Suddenly, the unruliness in Si Yao's eyes became much gentler.

She hurriedly reached out and took Chu Muyun's hand in a very familiar manner. Feeling the soft, smooth texture of Chu Muyun's hand, she raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Beauty, my name is Si Yao, I'm the boss of this Yaoye Club. What should I call you, beauty?"

Chu Muyun didn't know that Si Yao's interests were different from normal people and was about to respond, but unexpectedly, Xing Zhenkun pulled the two apart.

He grabbed Chu Muyun's hand, glared at Si Yao with a guarded look, and spoke for Chu Muyun: "Her name is Chu Muyun, she's my girlfriend! Si Yao, don't you get any crooked ideas!"

"Xing Zhenkun, what are you doing... Let go, you're hurting me. Also, I haven't agreed to be your girlfriend yet, don't go telling everyone I'm your girlfriend!" Chu Muyun rolled her eyes at Xing Zhenkun and retorted.

"Haha, Brother Kun, you're not doing well here. The beauty said she's not your girlfriend yet, so my chances are equal to yours!" Si Yao said, looking at Xing Zhenkun with a hint of provocation in her eyes.

Hearing Si Yao's words, Chu Muyun's heart stirred. She seemed to understand why Xing Zhenkun had to separate her from Si Yao. It seems the rumors from the outside world were not groundless. This second Young Miss of the Si Family was raised as a boy since childhood, and now it seems even her orientation is a bit problematic.

"Hey, Si Yao, that's not very loyal of you! Are we still buddies or not? You should know the principle that a friend's wife is not to be trifled with, right?" Xing Zhenkun said anxiously.

"Hahahaha," Si Yao shook her head with a smile. After a moment, she waved her hand and continued, "Alright, alright, I'm teasing you. Look at you, why are you so lacking in confidence?"

"Tch, it's not that I lack confidence, it's just that you, Miss Si, are too charming, I have to be on guard!" Xing Zhenkun pouted.

"Can't be bothered with you." Si Yao shook her head with a smile, then turned her gaze to Ye Ziming, who was watching the bickering with a smile. She nodded slightly and greeted him: "Young Master Ye is here. How is it? Did you get on the track today?"

"Hehe, I did, but it's a pity for that Aston Martin. I couldn't bring out its performance in my hands at all." Ye Ziming said with some regret.

"Haha, that must be because Brother Kun's lead car didn't play a leading role. Otherwise, tomorrow I'll take you, and we'll race again?" Si Yao suggested with a smile.

"Better not. My driving skills are far worse than yours, Yaoyao. I probably wouldn't even be able to see your taillights." Ye Ziming mocked himself with self-awareness.

"Haha, Young Master Ye is too modest." Si Yao said, looking at Xing Zhenkun. Seeing him still looking elsewhere, she asked curiously: "What? Is there anyone else tonight?"

Xing Zhenkun came back to his senses, shook his head and smiled: "Oh no, just us."

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go in?" Si Yao said, making a move to walk into Yaoye Club.

"Um, right, Yaoyao," Xing Zhenkun stopped Si Yao, pointed to the Nightlife Bar not far away, and continued, "Whose property is that nightclub?"

Si Yao looked in the direction Xing Zhenkun pointed, frowned and pondered for a moment, then hesitated and said: "Nightlife Bar, it should be that Knife-Brother's property. After that day, I asked A-Fei to investigate. I didn't expect it to be so close to that Knife-Brother. This Nightlife Bar is his property. Why? Brother Kun, you have ideas?"

"Nothing, just asking. I bumped into an acquaintance just now and saw her enter that bar..." Xing Zhenkun explained.

"Hey, Brother Kun, that's not very nice of you. You don't bring acquaintances to my Yaoye Club?" Si Yao teased, feigning dissatisfaction.

"Hehe, next time, next time for sure." Xing Zhenkun quickly apologized with a smile.

The four walked into Yaoye Club laughing and talking, but Xing Zhenkun felt something was wrong in his heart, vaguely feeling that something might happen tonight.

At this moment, in the Imperial Suite on the third floor of Nightlife Bar, under the dim light, Knife-Brother sat close to Su Mo. His restless hand, like a snake, gently stroked Su Mo's thigh and waist, his eyes revealing a hint of playfulness and possessiveness.

Su Mo's body stiffened instinctively. She wanted to dodge, but due to Knife-Brother's status and Aura, she could only endure the discomfort. She was as nervous as a kitten about to be caught, her eyes flashing with fear and helplessness.

Wang Hao sat on one side, his gaze wandering between the two. His heart was filled with mixed feelings; he felt uncomfortable but didn't dare to show it.

Just then, a waiter silently pushed open the door of the private room, walked in, and whispered a few words into Knife-Brother's ear.

Because the voice was too low, Su Mo didn't hear the content, but she noticed Knife-Brother's expression instantly become serious.

Then, she saw Knife-Brother stand up abruptly and beckon to Wang Hao. Wang Hao immediately scurried over like a lackey.

Knife-Brother placed his hand heavily on Wang Hao's shoulder, his tone filled with unquestionable majesty: "Let's go, Hao-zi. Come with me to the next room. Miss Su can stay here by herself."

After speaking, he turned to Su Mo, a meaningful smile curling on his lips: "Miss Su, when the kid surnamed Qin arrives, remember to do as I taught you! Understand?"

Su Mo nodded hurriedly, her voice tinged with a tremor: "Un, understand!"

"Good, let's go, Hao-zi. Let's go to the room next door and drink!" Knife-Brother said, hugging Wang Hao's shoulder without question, and strode out of the private room.

Seeing the two leave, Su Mo finally let out a sigh of relief. She quickly took her phone out of her bag and saw that Shen Jianan had sent another message saying she had arrived at Nightlife Bar and asked where Su Mo was.

Su Mo took a deep breath, then immediately picked up her bag, got up and left the private room, walking hurriedly toward the restroom.