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Chapter 234: Chapter 180 LiveHouse_3 Chapter 234: Chapter 180 LiveHouse_3 Hearing his words, Jing’s face broke into a broad smile.

In a soft voice, she said, “The place we’re going to is Drinking Old on Beibin Road. It’s a Livehouse that our colleague Li Junyi has just opened. I haven’t been there yet, but it looks pretty good in the photos. Do you have any particular drink you like? I can ask him to prepare something for you in advance.”

“I rarely drink, anything is fine,” Tang Song admitted, having never been to a bar and unaware of what they served.

“Then, I’ll ask him to prepare some craft beers and some light cocktails for you. You didn’t eat much tonight, so I’ll get some food too.” Jing took out her phone from her bag and sent a message to Li Junyi.

Just as she was about to put away her phone.

“Ding-dong-ding—” The WeChat call invitation rang out.

Jing raised an eyebrow and answered the call, “Hello, Brother Du, what’s up?”

“About 20 minutes or so, it’s rainy today, and the roads are pretty congested.”

“Ah, you don’t need to pick me up. Just send me the location of the private booth.”

“Really, it’s okay, I can just ask any waiter.”

“I can’t chat now, I’ve got something urgent on my side, bye, see you later.”

After hanging up, seeing Tang Song’s gaze, she explained with a smile, “That was Du Shaokai. He transferred to the channel department a while back, and is currently under Sister Wen. He’s joining in on the fun tonight as well.”

“Du Shaokai,” Tang Song muttered quietly, his heart not showing much of a ripple.

With his current disposition and status, he had long lost interest in the small fry of a newbie village.

In the dark, Jing, sitting in the back seat, her eyes twinkling, took out a tube of hand cream from her bag.

“Squeeze—” She squeezed out a generous amount.

After a quick application, she looked up with a smile and said, “Song, I accidentally squeezed out too much. It’d be a waste to not use it all, could you help me out?”

Tang Song nodded and readily extended his hands, about to rub the hand cream on.

But Jing had already made the first move, grasping his hands directly.

Soon, the silky cream began to slide between their skin.

Smooth, delicate, and soft.

Tang Song licked his lips as his nimble and strong Attractive Man’s Hand began to take control, turning the tables.

Jing bit her lower lip hard, feeling a thrill she had never experienced before.

Her body trembled slightly, excited and wanting to shout out.

This all-encompassing, no-dead-angle kneading and massaging of each other’s hands made her feel like she was floating, her face flushed and heart racing.

After a while, Tang Song felt their hands heating up, and he finally exhaled deeply and stopped his little game.

Jing felt limp all over, as if even her clothes were soiled.

Fortunately, the leggings she wore today were quite absorbent; otherwise, they would have left marks.

…

The neon lights twinkled in the night sky, shimmering in the fine rain.

Drinking Old.

The colorful lights changed with the rhythm of the music, and dynamic symbols leaped on the giant LED screen.

The customers, some sitting, some standing, formed a lively ring around the stage.

A Livehouse is a small music venue with a professional stage and high-quality sound system.

It is perfect for enjoying music performances up close.

To cater to the market, Livehouses in China usually operate as bars.

Many bands and new-generation musicians also use them as a platform for performances and promotion.

In the sofa area on the second floor.

Du Shaokai put down his phone and said, “Jing will arrive in about 20 minutes; I’ll go greet her later.”

But no one seemed to care much, only Qi Wen smiled.

Du Shaokai took a deep breath, his eyes darting towards the young men sitting across from him on the sofa, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Liang Yufan from the Investment Relations Department, Li Junyi from the Strategic Planning Department, Yue Minyang from the Audit Department, and Su Hang from the Legal Department.

Each of these four male colleagues was a textbook example of tall, rich, and handsome.

Take Li Junyi, for instance; his family owned quite a few bars, clubs, KTVs, and a textile company in Yan City and had a close partnership with Jinxiu Commerce.

His family was well off, but he couldn’t compare to such second-generation rich kids.

The so-called connections he had in the company all came from his uncle, who was a vice president.

Lately, he had been overwhelmed with Tang Song’s situation, and now these new rivals had appeared, substantially increasing his stress.

And then there was that intimate moment between Tang Song and Tian Jing at Star Joy City, which clearly suggested something was going on.

But at this point, he had already invested so much time, energy, and money in Tian Jing; the sunk costs were too high, and he was reluctant to give up.

That’s why he had insisted on coming tonight.

He simply couldn’t stand to watch these bastards flirt with the goddess; he was the first to make a move, after all!

But the result was painful; he had been completely isolated, sitting alone in a corner while those bastards didn’t pay him any mind!

Feeling the awkward atmosphere, Qi Wen lifted her glass and said with a smile, “Comrades, let’s have a toast.”

Three women were sitting around her, not very high in terms of looks, but they were dressed exquisitely and had great charisma.

“Clink-clink—” The clinking of glasses followed.

Du Shaokai took a sip of his cocktail, his face reddening slightly as he looked around at the laughing atmosphere and felt uneasy.

The merrymaking was theirs; he had nothing.

“Du Shaokai!?” Just then, an astonished female voice echoed beside him.

Du Shaokai turned around in surprise and saw several familiar figures. After a brief recollection, he immediately came up with a few names.

College classmates from the Software Engineering major, Qiu Yu and Wang Ning.