I'm curious why Tang Ye is calling me so late at night? Could it be that Han Yichen's condition is getting worse?
"Hey, Tang Ye..."
Tang Ye asked: "Is your boyfriend at home? The one named Yun..."
His tone makes me feel like I have many boyfriends.
I asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
"I saw a man who looked like Rong Bai in ck. Black is not a place where serious people go."
In the past two or three years, I have given birth to and raised children, and I have been traveling abroad all the time this year. My social interactions have become less and less. What does ck do?
"What kind of place is black? For drinking or dancing? Or for gambling?"
"A place for drinking, dancing, gambling, and playing with women... Isn't your boyfriend at home?"
I just felt my head twitching, and I didn’t even know what kind of mentality I had in replying to Tang Ye: “Well, he’s at home, he won’t go to that kind of place, the Yun family in Haicheng has strict tutors.
He is the general manager of Haiyong and a reputable person, how could he go to a place like this?"
"Where can't you go if you have money? I don't like your boyfriend. Although I don't like Han Yichen, I think Han Yichen is better than him.
What family is better than the Tang family? Why did you leave the Tang family alone and marry so far away, not to mention that the Tang family still has Tang Xinrong."
Tang Ye seemed a little aggrieved for Han Yichen, and I said a little embarrassedly: "Well, Tang Ye, I won't tell you anymore, I have something to do."
Then I hung up the phone in a hurry, and while locking the door, I called Liang Hui and told him to go to the west of the city to look for her.
The terrain of Rongjia is so good. Even at night, the lights are as bright as daytime. There are many cars and people on the roadside. I stood at the door and got a taxi in less than three minutes.
I said: "ck."
The driver asked curiously: "Miss, what are you doing in a place like that?"
The way I looked at him in the rearview mirror, I seemed to have misunderstood something?
I said, "I'm going to find someone."
The driver then drove off and said, "That's where we should look. Isn't that a good place?"
I was getting more and more panicked. I knew he had a romantic nature, but I didn't believe him if he said he would go out and have sex behind my back, unless he didn't want to be with me anymore.
It's about half an hour's drive, and it's quite remote here. It's also night, and there's a section of the road with almost no vehicles or pedestrians.
But when you get to the "black" not far ahead, it is also brightly lit and located behind a busy street, so it is not difficult to find.
You can see the signboard shining in the dark in the distance, and there are all kinds of expensive cars at the door, ranging from one or two million to tens of millions.
Lamborghini, Land Rover, Cayenne, etc. are all ordinary cars, and there are also those very awesome car numbers, such as 8888, 9999, which look like very powerful cars at first glance.
There was no one at the door, but it felt lively inside. As I was about to walk in, a man in a suit and a headset stopped me with his hand and said, "Miss, do you have a membership card?"
I said: "No."
"Then do you have an introducer?"
"Introducer?"
"Yes, we don't deliver babies here."
Maybe I was afraid of the police, so I was very strict when entering. I tried my luck and said: "Tang Ye..."
"Oh, it turns out he is a friend of Master Tang Er. Please come in..."
Damn it, Tang Ye, your girlfriend lives at home and she still hangs out?
I followed the man along a path and walked inside, got on the elevator, and waited for me to arrive. As soon as the elevator door opened, everyone inside was so excited.
Some people are singing, some are dancing, some are drinking, men and women are gathering in groups, isn’t it lively?
The partitions inside are all separated by iron mesh, which looks really exciting.
Through the iron light of the good grassroots, I saw that there was a big stage over there, with scantily clad dancers jumping up and down on it. The music was also very exciting, making people want to get high.
A beautiful woman came over with a brochure, looked at it twice and said with a smile: "Miss, this is your first time here, what service do you want?"
"What services are available?"
The woman was wearing a deep V black dress. She smiled charmingly and said, "There are only services you can't think of. There are no services we don't have here."
I took the order and said jokingly: "Then if I want to take drugs, can you still provide drugs here?"
I swear I just said this as a joke, but the woman's reaction was very strange. She gave me a thumbs up and praised: "The lady is really smart, we have it here."
I was so shocked that I almost threw the book away. I flipped through it casually, but it was filled with ordinary drinks, food, etc.
I asked curiously: "What is Happy Pill?"
The woman smiled and said: "Miss, you have good eyesight, come with me..."
Then I followed her, and she took me around several layers of iron fences, and then went upstairs along the small staircase in the middle. The upper floor was also separated by an iron fence.
I vaguely saw the voices of many men and women in the dim light, and there was also smoke curling up.
When I walked up and took a look, I was shocked. In each partition, there was a couch that could accommodate several people. There were some tools on the couch. Specifically, I didn't know what they were.
However, looking at this scene, isn’t this the opium smoking often shown in movies?
Is this what Happy Pill means?
I looked at a man and woman lying there leaning against each other, enjoying the excitement of the smoke. Inhaling and exhaling, the firelight in the pipe flickered like fireflies.
I was immediately startled. The bag in my hand fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, and I was so frightened that I screamed "Ah"... Because it was not a solid wall, the movement was quite loud.