Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 239 - 180. Lying to Mom_2

Chapter 239: 180. Lying to Mom_2

The two listened to the music, drank their wine, and occasionally whispered a few sentences to each other.

Lu Jincheng kept clinking his glass with hers, quickly finishing a whole cocktail.

Guan Yongyi’s head nearly rested on the man’s shoulder, her breath fragrant, her cheeks flushed hot, her originally clear eyes now misty.

"Let’s go jump around too!"

"I... I don’t know how."

The short-haired girl was pulled toward the crowd.

"No worries, I’ll teach you!"

...

The tall man pushed through the crowd first, finding a spot in front for two, and pulled Guan Yongyi over.

He took her hand, turned it palm up, and with his other hand, helped fold her middle and ring fingers in, then secured them with his thumb, leaning in to whisper in her ear.

"Do you see the hand shape of the people nearby?"

"Yes!"

Guan Yongyi nodded.

"In different settings, there are different gestures. This one is called the ’metal salute’!"

Then, he released her thumb, leaving only her middle and ring fingers tightly clasped.

"This gesture is called ’I love you.’"

Guan Yongyi looked around, most of the crowd swinging their heads, hands in the air swaying, each holding two fingers up.

"This one is called ’the fist,’ it fits most situations."

Lu Jincheng then brought her fingers together, clenching them into a fist.

"OK, you’ve got it!"

"I... I didn’t..."

Guan Yongyi started to say, but as the music burst forth, everyone onstage and off began to sway.

"Whenever the disco music plays again

Pretend we are still together

You can hear my heart thump thump

Yet you pretend to know nothing~"

The singer on stage belted out the song with fervor, a beret on his head, a fist tightly clenched, the strong beat of the drums...

No one could resist being lost in this bizarre world of synthesizers, almost all the fans started to swing.

In three words, it’s all about charisma!

So, she copied Lu Jincheng’s movements and gestures, pinched her fingers together, and involuntarily squinted, swaying her body lost in the music.

Why do so many flock to music festivals in major cities year-round?

Because it’s incredible!

Metal, punk, hardcore rock, listening at home versus live headbanging is simply worlds apart.

Especially when popular bands tour, it’s literally a massive party!

"DISCO

DISCO

DISCO~"

The drumbeat slowed, the song ended, and the music faded as Guan Yongyi stopped her dancing arms and reopened her eyes.

Her cheeks were flushed, her heart raced from the swaying, her eyes bright and brimming with irrepresible joy.

As the saying goes,

The flower of idealism will bloom in the soil of romanticism, human passion will not vanish in a mundane world.

In the apocalyptic illusion created by electronic beats and drum sounds, she felt as if she and Lu Jincheng eloped under the cover of night, eyes closed, only the two of them close together.

Only the gesture representing "I love you" remained in her memory.

You just can’t help but jump at the site!

"See, told you, you got it!"

Lu Jincheng came closer, earning a roll of the eyes from the short-haired girl.

"Just need hands."

Seeing Guan Yongyi loosening up, Mr. Lu confidently wrapped his arms around her waist.

Just like that afternoon at Finance University.

The same public intimacy, the same breach of usual social distances.

Only this time, he didn’t use any excuses or elaborate setups, just simply embraced her.

But it wasn’t fair to say he had no setup.

The environment, atmosphere, alcohol, lights, and sound all covertly aided him.

Guan Yongyi didn’t resist.

Guitar sounds rose again, a new song’s intro flowed into their ears, both tightly embraced, one hand still gesturing, nodding heads while swaying back and forth.

Guan Yongyi occasionally craned her chin, stealing glances at Lu Jincheng’s profile.

The dim light beams occasionally hitting him, the music deafening, she could still seemingly hear her own heartbeat thumping.

The short-haired girl stood on her tiptoes, fingers pointing high to the sky to the rhythm, closed her eyes, and nestled her head into Lu Jincheng’s chest.

Happiness had never been so simple.

...

Nor had happiness ever been so fleeting.

Peak experiences are like roller coasters.

Tonight’s happiness reached its peak, now it’s heading downhill.

"What should I do? My mom is calling!"

The vibration interrupted her immersion, and Guan Yongyi looked at the flashing name on her phone as she instinctively bit her lip.

She shook Lu Jincheng’s arm, her eyes filled with a hint of panic.

At this time, she should have been at home.

"What are you afraid of? Come on, I’ll go out with you to take the call."

Seeing her panicked like a deer, Lu Jincheng couldn’t help but laugh silently.

It was much quieter on the street than inside VOX.

Guan Yongyi gestured for him to keep quiet, and he nodded, indicating he wouldn’t speak.

Lu Jincheng found it amusing—a nineteen-year-old young lady still worried about getting reprimanded by her family for going out.

"Um... Mom."

"Yes, I’m at home watching TV."

"Everything’s been quite good recently."

"I have enough money too."

"Mm-hmm, did Professor Li tell you? Yes, I am working on this topic with a classmate."

"I’m going to sleep now, goodnight mom."

A routine voice call, but unfortunately, Lu Jincheng could sense the subtle panic and perfunctory tone in her demeanor; she just wanted to hang up quickly.

"Let’s go, let’s go back."

Guan Yongyi hooked his arm, her smile returning to her face.

"Yo, why are you lying to your mom?"

Lu Jincheng teased her with a smile.

"What else can I do? Should I tell her straight that I’m not staying at home late at night, but going out to drink, listen to music, and dance with you?"

Guan Yongyi was a less-than-perfect actress, playing her past self, a life she had never encountered before.

"Can’t you?"

"I don’t want to deal with you."

Guan Yongyi huffed, shaking off his hand, and took a few quick steps ahead, outpacing him by a body length.

"Why do you make it sound like an aunt would eat people, and telling the truth is not allowed?"

"She would think I’m disobedient, not only going to bars but having made bad friends right after entering college."

The girl stopped in her tracks, her eyes glistening, her hair fluttering in the night air.

"I can only lie; it’s not something patience and explanations will resolve for her reasonably."

This world is a colorful prism; people always see themselves in society first, then see others through their eyes.

Thus, life is filled with countless labels, through which people choose partners, jobs, and paths.

"So I’m the bad friend, huh."

Lu Jincheng chuckled.

"I didn’t think that way; it’s just... my mom."

The wrong kind of friendship, but indeed, it was genuine happiness.

"Alright then."

The man wrapped his arm around her shoulders again and whispered, "I remember you used to be such a good girl. Now, to hang out with me, you even lie to your mom."

"You’re somewhat rebellious."

"Okay, enough, let’s move on."

Guan Yongyi lowered her head and spoke softly, avoiding his gaze.

With Lu Jincheng, she discovered a different world, utterly opposite to the one she had known.

She had finally had enough of a life controlled by her parents, stirred by men and alcohol to unleash her long-suppressed spirit of adventure.

She tasted rebellion for the first time.

When they returned to VOX, Guan Yongyi let out a long sigh and walked to the bar.

"Two more martinis, please."

"Forget it, you’ve had enough. Take a break, no more drinking."

This time, it was Lu Jincheng who intervened.

...

Under the cream-colored light of the bar, her cheeks were enveloped, her long eyelashes fluttering.

Guan Yongyi clearly wanted more.

"Boss, two more martinis."

"No, it’s..."

Mr. Lu was about to continue persuading her, but he saw that the phone in her palm lit up again.

He turned his head and saw an interface full of brightly illuminated contact names.

Only between girls would such long nicknames be used.

It was Zhou Sinin.

Guan Yongyi glanced downward, her finger habitually sliding to the right, halfway through, a man’s hand pressed hers in place.

"What are you doing!"

Lu Jincheng was both surprised and annoyed.

"???"

Looking up, a pair of confused eyes met his.

"Go outside to take it!"