Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

"Mr. Qin, can we meet and talk? I want to apologize in person."

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow. That arrogant woman from this morning was now begging to meet him in a humble manner? Interesting.

"Okay, you name the location."

"BT Nightclub, is 8 PM okay? It's relatively quiet there, suitable for discussing business."

Lin Xiaoyu's voice suddenly lowered, carrying an ambiguous tone.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Luo stroked his chin thoughtfully.

BT Nightclub? He turned to look at Situ Rui, who was playing a game.

"Hey bro, do you know where BT Nightclub is?"

Situ Rui didn't even look up, his fingers flying across the game controller.

"I know, but that place is too low-class. I haven't been there for over a year. What, you want to go?"

"Well, something happened."

Qin Luo gave a brief reply.

Situ Rui finally put down the controller and looked at Qin Luo with a playful expression.

"Oh, when did our young master Qin become interested in these low-class nightclubs? Could it be that some vixen has bewitched him?"

"Stop talking nonsense, are you going or not?"

"Go, of course!"

Situ Rui jumped up, his face full of excitement.

"I'd like to see who could possibly lure our Young Master Qin to a place like that."

At 7:30 p.m., Situ Rui drove his flashy red Ferrari with Qin Luo to the BT nightclub.

The neon lights outside the car window cast shifting shadows on Qin Luo's sharply defined profile. As he gazed out the window, his thoughts drifted back to the conflict that morning.

Lin Xiaoyu, the woman in the tight dress and 10-centimeter high heels, actually scratched a long mark on Qin Luo's BMW Mini with her key because his limited edition Lamborghini was blocking her view.

What's even more ridiculous is that when Qin Luo asked her for compensation, she actually spoke arrogantly.

"It's just a beat-up car, do you even know who my boyfriend is?"

Thinking of this, Qin Luo sneered.

He wanted to see what this woman was up to.

"arrive."

Situ Rui's voice interrupted Qin Luo's thoughts.

At the entrance of BT Nightclub, the club's name was spelled out in tacky neon lights, and a row of hostesses in high-slit cheongsams stood on both sides of the corridor.

Seeing Qin Luo and Situ Rui get out of the Ferrari, they all bowed and greeted them.

"welcome!"

Situ Rui whistled and deliberately nudged Qin Luo with his elbow.

"So, is there anything you like?"

Qin Luo glanced at him.

"When did you become interested in this level of quality?"

"Tch, I'm asking for you."

Situ Rui curled his lip.

"But to be honest, I'm not interested in women who want money. I prefer a pure love relationship."

"purely?"

Qin Luo chuckled.

"You call that kind of pure love when you change girlfriends every three days?"

The two walked into the nightclub lobby while talking.

Unlike the understated luxury of upscale clubs, this place is filled with dazzling colored lights and deafening music.

A relatively conservatively dressed young woman who was the supervisor came forward to greet them.

"Good evening, gentlemen. Do you have a private room reserved?"

"No, please arrange a quiet place for us."

Qin Luo said.

The young female head waitress nodded in understanding and led them through the noisy lobby to a relatively quiet private room.

The private room was decorated in a gaudy and tacky style, with a red leather sofa, a glass coffee table, and several cheap imitation oil paintings hanging on the wall.

"What kind of girls do you two like? We have students, office workers, and models here."

The young woman in charge of the shift explained things skillfully.

"no need."

Qin Luo interrupted her.

"We're waiting for someone."

The young female supervisor tactfully withdrew.

Qin Luo took out his phone and sent Lin Xiaoyu the private room number.

Situ Rui couldn't sit still any longer and stood up to speak.

"Then you wait here, I'll go take a walk."

Qin Luo nodded and sat alone in the private room, rhythmically tapping his fingers on the sofa armrest.

About twenty minutes later, the door to the private room was gently pushed open.

Mr. Qin

A sweet, cloying voice came from behind.

Qin Luo looked up and saw that Lin Xiaoyu was completely different from the one he saw that morning.

Her pink low-cut tank top could barely cover her impressive bust, and her black bodycon mini skirt was so short that you could almost see the edge of her underwear. Her long, beautiful legs were swaying gracefully with every step she took.

Her makeup was exquisite, and her lip gloss shimmered alluringly in the dim light.

"sit."

Qin Luo pointed to the sofa next to him, his tone indifferent.

Lin Xiaoyu did not sit down immediately, but stood in front of Qin Luo, leaning slightly forward to make the cleavage of her chest more obvious.

"Mr. Qin, I really know I was wrong about what happened this morning. Please forgive me, I am so magnanimous."

Qin Luo watched her performance without showing any emotion.

"Forgive me? Sure, just pay for the repainting at the 4S shop."

"Of course."

Lin Xiaoyu smiled and sat down next to Qin Luo, a strong perfume scent wafting towards them.

"But... how much would that cost approximately?"

Qin Luo picked up the wine glass on the table and took a small sip.

"Not much, around 500,000."

"Five and a half million?"

Lin Xiaoyu's smile froze on her face, and her voice changed tone.

"Mr. Qin, are you kidding? It's just a scratch."

"Miss Lin may not know."

Qin Luo put down his wine glass, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather.

“My car is a limited edition, and the entire paint job uses a special process that requires a factory technician to mix it. Five hundred thousand is a conservative estimate.”

Lin Xiaoyu's face turned deathly pale instantly.

She bit her lower lip and suddenly put on a pitiful expression.

"Mr. Qin, I... I really can't come up with that much money right now."

"Oh?"

Qin Luo raised an eyebrow.

"So, Miss Lin, how do you plan to resolve this?"

Suddenly, a resolute look appeared in Lin Xiaoyu's eyes.

She stood up, looking down at Qin Luo with a seductive gaze.

"Mr. Qin, although I don't have the money right now, I will never default on my debt."

As she spoke, her slender fingers gently lifted the shoulder strap, causing the already precarious halter top to slip to one side, revealing her snow-white shoulder.

Then, to Qin Luo's slightly surprised gaze, she straddled his lap.

Qin Luo walked out of the private room, closing the door behind him and shutting out Lin Xiaoyu's astonished expression.

The nightclub corridor was dimly lit, and the air was filled with the mixed scent of alcohol and perfume, causing him to unconsciously frown.

"What, the talks broke down?"

Situ Rui's voice came from behind, tinged with a hint of teasing.

Qin Luo turned around and saw Situ Rui embracing a young woman wearing a low-cut dress; the two were almost touching.

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, with exquisite makeup, and was drawing circles on Situ Rui's chest with her fingers painted with red nail polish.

"She doesn't want to pay back the money."

Qin Luo gave a brief reply, his gaze sweeping over the young woman, who was scrutinizing him with an inquisitive look.

Situ Rui laughed and patted the young woman's buttocks.

"Honey, wait for me."

Then he leaned close to Qin Luo's ear.

"Lin Xiaoyu has a great figure, didn't she suggest 'repaying' in some other way?"

Qin Luo remained expressionless.

"They offered it, but I refused."

"I rely on!"

Situ Rui exaggeratedly took a step back.

"Qin Luo, are you even a man? You won't even eat meat that's been delivered to your door?"

"I am not interested."

Qin Luo straightened his shirt collar. "Let's go, it's too noisy here."

Situ Rui shook his head and sighed, then turned to the young woman and said a few words. She reluctantly pouted, but still took out her phone from her handbag, and the two added each other on WeChat.

"It's done!"

Situ Rui proudly waved his phone.

"We've made plans for the weekend. How about it, want me to introduce you to someone?"

"Need not."

Qin Luo had already headed towards the exit.

Situ Rui quickly followed.

"Seriously, what are you planning to do about Lin Xiaoyu's matter? Two hundred thousand is not a small amount."

"Follow the contract."

Qin Luo's voice was calm and resolute.

"If she doesn't pay, we'll see her in court."

As the two walked out of the nightclub, the summer heat hit them.

Situ Rui suggested having dinner at Yipinxuan Restaurant nearby, and Qin Luo did not object.

Inside the private room of Yipinxuan, Situ Rui continued their previous conversation while peeling shrimp.

"If you ask me, you're just too rigid. Lin Xiaoyu's looks are worth 100,000 yuan for sleeping with her once."

Qin Luo put down his chopsticks, his eyes sharp.

“Situ, money is money, and people are people. Don’t confuse the two.”

"Okay, okay, Attorney Qin is a man of principle."

Situ Rui raised his hands in surrender.

"But at this rate, when will you ever find someone? By the way, didn't you say you were going to the school anniversary party tonight to find that Nie Xiaoyu?"

Qin Luo's expression softened when Nie Xiaoyu was mentioned.

"Okay, we'll go after we finish eating."

Situ Rui winked and made faces.

"Finally figured it out? I heard that Nie Xiaoyu is the school beauty of your school, and the number of men who pursue her could stretch all the way to the school gate."

Qin Luo didn't reply, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

After dinner, the two parted ways.

When Qin Luo arrived at the school by taxi, the school anniversary gala was already halfway through.

The Great Hall was packed with people, and a folk dance was being performed on the stage.

He stood in the back row, his eyes searching for Nie Xiaoyu.

"Senior Qin?"

A crisp sound came from behind.

Qin Luo turned around, and Nie Xiaoyu was standing not far away, wearing a simple white dress, looking like a fresh gardenia in the dim light.

She was completely different from the heavily made-up women in nightclubs.

Why didn't you tell me you were coming?

Nie Xiaoyu jogged over, her cheeks slightly flushed with excitement.

"Just arrived."

Qin Luo unconsciously softened his voice.

How was the performance?

"It was alright, our choir has already finished their performance."

Nie Xiaoyu tilted her head to look at him.

"You came all this way just to see me?"

Qin Luo nodded.

"Are you free after the party? I'd like to invite you for a late-night snack."

Nie Xiaoyu's expression suddenly became somewhat troubled.

"Oh, tomorrow is National Day. I bought a high-speed train ticket back to Yanjing this morning. And my best friend from the dorm is going shopping with me tonight."

"It's ok."

Qin Luo quickly concealed his disappointment.

"Next time."

"I'm sorry, senior."

Nie Xiaoyu bit her lower lip.

"How about we make plans when I get back? I'll treat you to dinner to make it up to you."

Qin Luo smiled.

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Watching Nie Xiaoyu return to her classmates, Qin Luo stood there for a while, then silently left the auditorium.

As Qin Luo walked out of the school gate, he looked at his watch; it was almost nine o'clock.

He suddenly remembered what Liu Piaopiao had said that morning.
"Come to my house at nine o'clock tonight."

"Damn it."

Qin Luo cursed and quickly hailed a taxi.

When Qin Luo stood at Liu Piaopiao's door, it was already 9:35.

He rang the doorbell, expecting the scolding he was about to receive.

However, the doorbell rang three times, but the house remained quiet.

"not at home?"

Qin Luo frowned, took out his phone, and dialed Liu Piaopiao's number.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered; the background noise was loud, as if it were coming from a police station.

"Qin Luo?"

Liu Piaopiao's voice sounded tired.

"Sorry, a case came up unexpectedly, and I forgot to inform you. Let's cancel tonight's appointment."

"What case is so urgent? We even have to work overtime on the eve of National Day."

Qin Luo asked casually.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

"There's a new lead in the serial murder case. I have to go now, I'm still busy."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Qin Luo stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and then used the spare key to open the door. Liu Piaopiao had given it to him, just in case.

The apartment was pitch black, and Qin Luo fumbled to turn on the light.

Liu Piaopiao's home was as tidy as ever, with a few clothes on the sofa and case files piled up on the coffee table.

He went closer and took a look, and found that they were all reports about the recent high-profile serial murder case.

Qin Luo poured himself a glass of water and sat on the sofa to wait.

Time passed by, and it wasn't until 10:30 that the sound of a key turning came from the doorway.

Liu Piaopiao pushed open the door and entered, clearly startled when she saw Qin Luo.

"Why are you still here?"

"I want to wait for you to come back."

Qin Luo stood up.

"You look very tired."

Liu Piaopiao did look tired, with obvious dark circles under her eyes.

She kicked off her high heels and casually tossed her bag on the ground.

"This case is driving me crazy. Three victims, completely unrelated, yet the killer left the same mark."

She suddenly stopped and shook her head.

"Never mind, let's not talk about this. I'm going to take a shower."

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Qin Luo tidied up the documents on the coffee table.

Twenty minutes later, Liu Piaopiao came out wearing loose pajamas, her wet hair draped over her shoulders.

"come over."

She slumped on the sofa and waved to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo walked over, but Liu Piaopiao had already turned her back to him.

"Give me a massage on my shoulder, it's about to break."

As soon as Qin Luo's hand touched her shoulder, he felt that all of Liu Piaopiao's muscles tensed up.

He carefully began the massage, applying just the right amount of pressure.

"Yes, that's it."

Liu Piaopiao let out a comfortable sigh.

"Your technique is quite good."

Qin Luo did not answer, focusing on the movements of his hands.

In less than five minutes, Liu Piaopiao's breathing became even and deep. She had fallen asleep.

Looking at Liu Piaopiao's sleeping profile, Qin Luo sighed softly.

He quietly brought over the air-conditioning blanket, carefully covered her with it, and then turned off the living room lights, leaving only a small nightlight on.

He didn't take advantage of her like some men might, or even carry her to the bedroom. Liu Piaopiao was extremely alert; doing so would only wake her.

Qin Luo simply sat quietly on the single sofa next to him and kept watch all night.

As dawn broke, Qin Luo curled up on the sofa and slept for a while.

When he woke up again, the sofa was empty, and the air conditioner blanket was neatly folded to the side.

A note was left on the coffee table. (End of Chapter)