A Night Out with Li Bing
“Hey, Li Bing, where are you right now? I’ll come find you!”
“Such a good little boy, huh? Gotta report to your mom just to head out for some fun?” On the other end of the line, Li Bing was already laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath. “Fine, you don’t know Shenzhen well anyway—you wouldn’t even recognize the spot if I told you. Where are you? I’ll drive over and pick you up!”
Well, another self-driving little rich girl! Chu Fei couldn’t help but grumble inwardly.
Do models really make money that easily?
While inwardly griping, he gave her the address of his shop...
About twenty minutes later, a white BMW pulled up outside the store. Li Bing, sunglasses perched on her nose, lowered the window and shot a puzzled glance at the neon sign that had just flickered to life: Yaling Beauty Center? Chu Fei was holed up in a place like this? He couldn’t be...
Chu Fei was lounging in the lobby. Spotting Li Bing, he waved and strolled right out.
He Peiling and the others watched him hop into the car and peel away in a cloud of dust. They all exchanged wide-eyed stares. That brat actually knew a classmate this loaded?
And she looked pretty damn hot, too...
If she was treating him to a special dinner, their connection had to run deep.
This time, she’d guessed right. Deep? Chu Fei and Li Bing’s bond went way past deep—they’d explored the deepest spots imaginable.
At first glance, Li Bing hadn’t changed much since three years ago. Even her hairstyle was the same. She focused on driving, stealing only a sidelong glance at Chu Fei after a beat. “You came to Shenzhen to play gigolo? How much for a go?”
“You wanna keep me? No problem—free for you...” Chu Fei flashed a laid-back smile. With their history, no need for polite bullshit. And now, armed with his one-of-a-kind powers, his confidence had swelled naturally—no trace left of the down-and-out look from days ago.
Li Bing shot him a weird look. “Don’t tell me that shop’s actually your mom’s?”
“Bingo!” Chu Fei nodded, then eyed her. “Next time you’re in for a haircut or beauty treatment, I’ll hook you up with half off.”
“Pfft!” Li Bing rolled her eyes. As if I’d set foot in a place like that. Haircuts, seriously!
“Heh...” Chu Fei didn’t bother explaining. He just peered out the window curiously. “So, where we headed?”
“My company.”
Li Bing turned, slipped off her sunglasses, and Chu Fei finally noticed the heavy bags under her eyes—explaining the shades. “How am I supposed to take you out looking like that, big bro? Don’t waste that killer frame of yours. I’ll grab you some clothes at the office. And that hair... tsk tsk. Whatever, we’ll just slap on some mousse and spike it up later.”
“...”
Li Bing’s company turned out to be an advertising model agency. With constant photoshoots, it was stocked floor-to-ceiling with every style of clothing, shoes, and accessories imaginable—trendy pieces galore. She dragged Chu Fei straight in, grabbing armfuls without a second glance and shoving them at him to try on. After eyeing each one, she settled on an outfit, tossed in a pair of shoes, then slathered gel on his hair and tousled it wildly.
Done and dusted!
Next stop: Lily Marlen—a den of flashing lights, booze, and excess. Call it a dive bar, nightclub, or artsy “night prowling” spot; bottom line, it was a bar. Ear-splitting music, girls grinding so hot they’d make blood boil, and every liquor under the sun. Booze made the sex happen... er, got the party started.
Li Bing was clearly a regular—greetings rained down as they entered. Chu Fei couldn’t spot any loneliness in her vibe, but she brushed most off, hauling him into the dance pool for a quick warm-up before dragging him to a booth. She ordered a round of cocktails—names? No clue.
Chu Fei had to admit, ever since Li Ran, he’d fallen way out of touch with the world. Cocktails? Total blank.
They chatted idly, mostly Li Bing holding court about her life these past few years.
She’d dated a guy in college, but they split senior year. Nothing like what happened with Chu Fei. After his mess, Zhang Qian was heartbroken for a spell, so the crew wised up—no more bringing boyfriends to those wild parties. Li Bing’s guy was clueless about her secrets. Problem was, someone else knew: another dormmate’s ex. After their breakup, he got revenge by blabbing dorm dirt everywhere—and leaking that girl’s nudes to boot...
Overnight, Zhang Qian’s dorm blew up—not just on campus, but in some pretty big circles. Li Bing’s boyfriend came at her guns blazing. The confrontation? Ugly. He stormed off, and that was that—no contact since.