What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

"Guess." An Chen raised an eyebrow.

Holding Jiuge's hand, he turned his head and pushed open the door behind him.

On the cold winter streets, most pedestrians were dressed in many layers.

On the outside are cotton-padded jackets, hats, gloves, scarves, and earmuffs, and on the inside are various brands of hand warmers.

An Chen and Jiu Ge had already bundled themselves up quite thickly, but compared to most passersby, they looked like people living in a different season.

However, this was not so bad. What surprised Jiuge even more was that occasionally a few girls dressed very scantily would appear on the roadside.

"An Chen, look! Those girls are bare-legged, and they're wearing very thin JK skirts on their upper bodies." She waved An Chen's hand and started whispering.

"The one on the left who showed his leg is definitely brave, while the two on the right are wearing fake see-through pants."

An Chen glanced at the three girls in the distance, then quickly looked away.

Although Jiuge made him look at it, he always felt that if he didn't look back immediately afterward, Jiuge would punish him.

"Fake sheer pants?" Jiuge twirled her hair.

It was something she didn't know.

"Yeah, it's like those 'bare leg' tights, basically leggings, but visually it looks like you're not wearing pants and your legs are showing," An Chen explained slowly, white mist constantly escaping from his mouth.

"But even so, it's still very cold, since the clothes on top don't look thick at all." Jiuge didn't know much about JK uniforms. Apart from the magical JK uniform that the association sent her before, she had only heard of the others.

“They think that looking good in their clothes helps them overcome the cold,” An Chen said after a moment’s thought.

"You mean they look good? Or that what they wear looks good?" Jiuge paused for a moment, her tone turning strange.

"?" An Chen's brain short-circuited.

How should this question be answered?

It feels like answering either the former or the latter is a dead end.

Furthermore, he didn't even notice what those people looked like.

“I mean they think they look good in their clothes, so they dress like that. Because of this mindset, they can overcome the cold,” An Chen paused and said gently.

"Do you think they look good in their clothes? And did they really overcome the cold?" Jiuge lowered her head, persisting.

An Chen turned his head away, so he couldn't see Jiu Ge's specific expression.

"I didn't pay any attention to what they were wearing, I only remembered their clothes. As for overcoming the cold, that's definitely a lie; they'll probably develop arthritis later."

He gently squeezed Jiuge's hand, and Jiuge finally raised her head.

"Are their clothes nice?" she asked, pouting and glancing to her left.

On the left, a group of spirits were sitting cross-legged together.

After a moment of surprise, Jiuge turned her gaze back.

"I don't know what they're wearing, but you'll definitely look good in it," An Chen said, his eyes darting around.

"Then why did you look over there?" Jiuge asked, feeling inexplicably jealous.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that things weren't so simple.

"You're the one who made me look over there," An Chen defended himself.

"I only whispered that they had bare legs, I didn't point in any direction, but you pinpointed the exact location." Jiuge pouted.

“That’s because…” An Chen was speechless.

“I just happened to be looking in that direction. If they weren’t there, I would have looked in another direction.” The more he spoke, the stranger Jiuge’s expression became.

"What do you mean?" Jiuge clenched her free hand.

"I really just wanted to explain this to you, I had no other intentions." An Chen stopped and looked at Jiu Ge seriously.

"Besides, after seeing you, why would I have the mind to look at anyone else?" he retorted.

Chapter 302 The Dark District (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

"Alright then..." Jiuge pursed her lips and dropped the subject.

It seems I was indeed just being unreasonably jealous.

Thinking about it carefully, An Chen is indeed not the kind of person who would be interested in beautiful women on the street.

“That place looks impressive, let’s go eat there.” She casually pointed to a strange-looking shop at the far end of the alley next door.

An Chen glanced at the shop that Jiu Ge was pointing to.

The shop is called "This Night," and most of the place is dark, with only a faint warm light.

The two men sitting outside kept glancing at the passersby.

The other shops next to "This Night" were all dark, making it look incredibly eerie.

“It looks different from other shops. I didn’t see any spirits or anything. It looks like a restaurant. I want to go take a look.” Seeing that An Chen didn’t respond, Jiu Ge quickly shook An Chen’s hand.

“No.” An Chen refused decisively.

He turned around and pulled Jiuge to the bustling area on the right, and sighed.

“You might not know this, but most of what’s inside is…” An Chen said, then suddenly choked up.

"What is it? Actually, it's a karaoke bar?" Jiu Ge recalled her experience chatting with An Chen's friends at a karaoke bar in the stone.

The karaoke room was also completely dark, with some lights of other colors.

However, compared to a karaoke bar, this place seems much quieter.

“There’s nobody in this alley, do you think this… restaurant will be good?” An Chen sighed.

He deeply regretted bringing Jiuge here.

I hadn't been to this area much, but I never expected there to be a dark district there.

The so-called "dark district" refers to a place where people with certain illicit professions work.

The word originated in the United States in the 19th century.

Back then, American female workers would place dim, almost broken lights in front of their windows to signal potential customers passing by.

Such places exist in most parts of the world; it's just a matter of how well they are hidden.

Many countries also implement controls on dark areas.

In China, such places are illegal.

People like Zhang Zhidao often engage in a battle of wits with the dark district.

"Anyway, let's go." Because An Chen had never paid attention to this aspect, he really didn't know that the pseudo-capital's black-light district was here.

"What if it's a hidden gem shop?" Jiuge looked at An Chen expectantly.

She had never seen a shop that felt so strange before.

Moreover, it's located at the very edge of the alley, so you don't have to go into some particularly dark and gloomy area.

With An Chen by her side, Jiu Ge felt very safe.

An Chen remained silent.

He rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on, and spoke again: "This place is supposedly a dark district."

"What is a dark zone?" Jiuge tilted her head.

There's even a place called a "dark district".

"It refers to those illicit transactions... the kind involving sex... we absolutely cannot go in." An Chen shook his head helplessly.

"What!? There are actually lawless places like this!" Jiuge's face turned bright red in an instant.

She stomped her foot on the spot, then secretly took a few photos of the alley with her phone.

Letting go of An Chen's hand, she ran behind him and started tapping her phone screen to send messages to Zhang Zhidao.

“…” An Chen fell silent again.

……

After sending the message, Jiuge felt great, having successfully dealt with the criminal gang.

"What do you want to eat? Are you going to eat in lawless places again?" An Chen joked.

"..." Jiu Ge rolled her eyes at An Chen.

"How do you know about the dark district, and how do you know it's here?" She looked at An Chen suspiciously.

Could it be? ...

“Most people know this…it would be abnormal if you didn’t.” An Chen shrugged.

"Have you ever gone in out of curiosity?" Jiuge thought for a moment before asking cautiously.

"No," An Chen replied immediately.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm a respectable person, I would never go into a place like this." He said with a serious expression.

"Alright, let's go eat hot pot." Jiuge nodded in satisfaction.

It seems like the perfect time to eat hot pot in the dead of winter.

“Okay.” An Chen took Jiu Ge’s hand again.

After searching the map, he led Jiuge to the nearest hot pot restaurant.

"Hello, are there two of you? You may have to wait a moment, but it will be ready soon." The waitress, maintaining a professional smile, gave An Chen and Jiu Ge a number tag.

An Chen accepted it and thanked the waiter.

This shop is doing very well; the line has already stretched outside.

Sitting on a small stool, he idly played with Jiu Ge's hands.

"I forgot to ask before, are you a hand fetishist?" Jiu Ge couldn't help but complain as she felt An Chen stroking her hand.

"Huh? This is called hand fetish?" An Chen was stunned, and stopped playing with the nine singers.

It seems he has never thought about this question before.