Chapter 29: The White Moonlight

The blonde beauty reacted the fastest, almost by instinct. The moment she saw Brother Lei approach, her lovely face turned pale with fright. She forced a smile, hurriedly got up, and left the booth.

Brother Lei acted as if he hadn't noticed, settling next to Chen Yu as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“Resurrected Brother! I've heard so much about you.”

Brother Lei grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth. “Your performance on the variety show these past days has been absolutely earth-shattering. I have to say, I'm impressed—truly impressed, from the bottom of my heart!”

His tone was courteous, even carried the warmth of a streetwise camaraderie, but his eyes were like two bottomless, icy pools, locking onto Chen Yu with chilling intensity.

Inwardly, Chen Yu felt as if a thousand alpacas were stampeding through his mind.

He didn’t need to think hard to know that this big shot definitely wasn’t here for an autograph or a photo.

What was going on with everyone today? First Lin Bing, then the blonde beauty, and now the uncrowned king of Jiang City’s underworld. All of them seemed desperate to pry some vital piece of information from him.

And that information—Old Fox Yan Zheng definitely knew what it was. They either didn’t dare or couldn’t conveniently approach Yan Zheng directly, so they placed their hopes on him, the so-called “insider”.

But… back in the car this afternoon, Captain Yan hadn’t told him anything that was too confidential to share, had he?

Chen Yu’s mind raced, but outwardly, he maintained his usual careless, rakish persona. He even furrowed his brow deliberately, shot Brother Lei a slightly annoyed glance, and spoke in a flippant tone, “Hey man, you just sat down and scared off the girl I was working on. What’s your deal?”

The moment the words landed, the air seemed to freeze. Brother Lei’s smile stiffened, and a dangerous glint flashed deep in his eyes.

How many years had it been? How many years since anyone had dared speak to him like that?

Was this kid truly fearless, or was there something backing him up?

Yet in the very next instant, Brother Lei’s smile resurfaced, even more dazzling than before—though it never reached his eyes.

“Oh? So you have a taste for that sort of thing?”

“Of course!” Chen Yu rolled his eyes, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Who doesn’t like pretty girls? Or do you prefer men?”

“Hahaha, well said!” Brother Lei was so amused by the crude remark that he burst into hearty laughter. “Well, isn’t that a coincidence! If there’s one thing I never lack, it’s beautiful women!”

He clapped Chen Yu on the shoulder.

“Come, kid. Since we share the same taste, follow me to the private room. I’ll show you what real quality looks like!”

Brother Lei didn’t wait for a response. He got up and strode deeper into the bar.

Chen Yu cursed the “old fox” in his heart, but outwardly played the part of a man full of eager interest, rising and following at a leisurely pace.

In reality, his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

Brother Lei was no “NPC” from a variety show that could be handled at will—he was a true villain.

He had to lock himself into this persona: arrogant, lecherous, oblivious to his own limitations. Only that way could he lull Brother Lei into dropping his guard.

But playing this role was like dancing on the edge of a knife—far too risky.

Who knew if one cocky quip would be the one that got him chopped up and tossed to the fish?

Soon, Chen Yu followed Brother Lei to a private VIP suite deep within the bar.

When the soundproof door opened, even Chen Yu, who considered himself fairly worldly, was a little “shaken” by what he saw.

To call this a private room was an understatement; it was more like a miniature palace.

The space was absurdly large, decorated with the utmost luxury—every detail seemed to scream money and power.

When the door closed behind them, Chen Yu was startled by the silence. The soundproofing here was almost too good.

If anything happened next—even if he screamed his lungs out—no one would hear him, would they?

Brother Lei sprawled comfortably on a leather sofa, casually took a cigar from a box at his side, and immediately an underling stepped forward to light it.

He took a long drag, puffed out a thick smoke ring, then lifted his eyes and signaled to another subordinate.

“Sit, Resurrected Brother, don’t be shy.” Brother Lei gestured to the sofa opposite.

Chen Yu’s thoughts spun rapidly, but his face betrayed nothing as he sat down.

Not long after, the door opened again.

The same underling led a girl into the room.

The instant Chen Yu’s gaze landed on her, it was as if a bolt of invisible lightning struck him—he was stunned on the spot!

This time, he wasn’t acting for the sake of his persona.

He was genuinely, utterly captivated—one might even say… struck through the heart.

How to describe this girl?

If he had to put it into words, only two sprang to mind—“first love”.

Or perhaps three—“the one who got away”.

Yes, it was that feeling exactly.

Her features, still touched by youthful innocence yet already perfectly refined, made it clear she was of age. Yet she wore a simple blue and white high school uniform, plain and unadorned.

Her jet-black hair was tied in a neat high ponytail, swaying gently as she walked, sketching arcs of youthful vitality.

Her fair, flawless face was as pure as a dewdrop in the first rays of morning light—no makeup, yet more radiant than any heavily painted beauty.

But most striking of all were her eyes.

Bright, clear, and at this moment filled with confusion and shyness.

The expression in her eyes stood in stark contrast to Brother Lei, a man who lived by the blade.

And then there was her figure.

That seemingly loose school uniform didn’t make her look awkward in the least. Instead, her youthful curves filled it out with stunning allure.

The perfectly shaped fullness of her chest, the slender waist that could be spanned with a single hand, and those long legs beneath the uniform skirt…

Chen Yu considered himself a connoisseur of women.

But faced with this school-uniformed girl, he had a powerful illusion—

All those he'd encountered before, compared to her, were nothing but country girls—no, not even that.

Brother Lei observed Chen Yu’s expression closely.

When he saw the awe and dazed fascination written plainly on Chen Yu’s face, he let out a booming laugh.

“So, what do you think, Resurrected Brother?”

“Don’t assume that just because I’m a rough man, the girls I introduce are all some low-class delinquents or streetwalkers!”

“My taste is miles above that!”

Hearing this, Chen Yu’s face lit up with genuine admiration.

He gave Brother Lei a heartfelt thumbs-up.

“Professional!”

“Brother Lei, this is what you call professional!”