Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 142 - 122. Let me dress you in contrast

Chapter 142: 122. Let me dress you in contrast

This year, Jiang City didn’t have the famous I’m Han, nor Esmi, nor the Happy Home V2 that only opened three days a week.

But as a city with the most college students, inviting nightclubs, like bamboo shoots after a rain, sprouted up throughout the city in 2014.

Muse, Pin, Demoness, Space...

These old generation bars dominated the entire nightlife of Jiang City.

"Come here to relax?"

Yes.

Mr. Lu parked the car in front of a three-story nightclub, where colorful neon lights advertised the Muse Club.

As soon as Guo Minjie got out of the car, she frowned.

"How is it, do you come here often?"

Lu Jincheng locked the car and smiled at her.

"I’ve never been to a place like this before."

No matter how young she looked, Guo Minjie was still a full ten years younger than Lu Jincheng.

When she first stepped into university ten years ago, it was 2004.

Not to mention that back then, Guo Minjie was a good girl; even if she had wanted to go, there weren’t any decent nightclubs in Jiang City for her to explore.

So, from student to teacher, her status changed,

but in her bones, she was still a good girl who stayed in her comfort zone.

Over ten years, she knew nothing about nightclubs.

"No worries, I’ll help you relax today."

Lu Jincheng moved aside to let the counselor walk ahead in the corridor.

First timers to nightclubs are often a bit stiff amidst the earsplittingly loud music, and having someone behind them feels safer.

Clack, clack, clack.

Deep in the corridor, the rhythm from the stage DJ’s discs was intense; Guo Minjie walked in front, her high heels clicking rhythmically as if she timed it to the beat.

With each step, her graceful, slender waist swayed subtly.

Those exaggerated curves, plump and attractive buttocks shook back and forth like the tide under the moonlight, creating waves in the dim light.

The waves surged into Lu Jincheng’s eyes but could not extinguish the blazing flames.

It must be said, the control young girls and career women have over high heels is worlds apart.

Little girls don’t know how to leverage them.

When they wear heels higher than five centimeters, their lower body is stiff; they mostly use their calves for balance and force, keeping a slightly forward-leaning posture.

All in all, it lacks flavor.

But women accustomed to new heights, four words, effortlessly adept.

That force, originally resisting the slope of the high heels, is naturally unloaded.

They walk as if on a flat surface, their waists like willow leaves in windless motions, and their lower bodies are perfectly formed as they sway left and right, integrating into a whole during movement.

Not only twisting out a myriad of charms but also a thousand kinds of amorous feelings.

Mr. Lu followed her step by step into the Muse bar.

"The two of you, find a booth."

Walking through the corridor into the hall, a well-dressed waiter with a microphone came up; Lu Jincheng raised his voice, shouting in his ear.

The waiter gestured OK and led Lu Jincheng and Guo Minjie through the crowd, settling at an empty booth on the first floor.

In a past life, Mr. Lu was a regular at nightclubs.

Today’s Muse Club in Jiang City is considered pricey, not only does the booth have a minimum consumption in the low four figures, but seating also requires advance booking and an added charge on holidays.

But price is the least important thing for Mr. Lu.

He leaned back into the sofa, sitting on the same side as Guo Minjie, his expression relaxed.

It was like returning to his happy childhood home.

He casually ordered a set meal that met the minimum consumption and sent away the waiter, then turned to look at Guo Minjie sitting next to him.

Like most girls who step into a nightclub for the first time, she curiously looked around, occasionally covering her ears, trying to avoid the agitated music resonating with her heartbeat.

The music was so loud, it was so dark.

So many people!

In the dance floor, trendy men and women mingled, a foreign DJ with blond hair, a typical exotic face, occasionally swayed his shoulders, sliding his fingers up and down.

What’s so relaxing about this?

The DJ’s distinct native discs were incomprehensible to her, and she didn’t know the poses that the crowd followed with the rhythm.

Guo Minjie just found it noisy.

Drinks at Muse were served quickly; after two or three minutes, the waiter brought half a dozen soft drinks, a fruit plate, and a bottle of Hennessy VSOP.

A typical nightclub package.

Lu Jincheng gestured to the waiter, leaning forward, he began mixing the drink himself.

Ice cubes, soda water, lemon slices.

Soon, the glass in front of Guo Minjie was filled, the man picked up the drink and gently clinked glasses with her amidst the noise.

Clink.

The noise in the nightclub was too loud; apart from being face-to-face, it was hard to hear each other.

Guo Minjie also lifted her glass, her lips slightly parted, and she took a sip.

It was evident that she was well-protected by the ivory tower.

Clearly not a regular drinker.

"Does it burn?"

Lu Jincheng leaned close to her ear, amplifying his voice.

The two were very close, the lights were colorful yet dim, and he could barely see the small silver earrings on Guo Minjie’s earlobes.

"It’s okay."

Guo Minjie also mimicked him, leaning close to the man’s ear and speaking loudly.

"Come on then, have some more."

Lu Jincheng clinked glasses with her again, refilled the counselor’s glass, and snapped his fingers to call over the waiter.

The latter quickly brought two dice cups.

With a flick and a dip of his wrist, the five dice obediently lined up into the dice cup, neatly arranged.

Guo Minjie turned to the side, watching Lu Jincheng’s skilled movements, her eyes widened with curiosity.

"Do you know how to play?"