Chapter 2, the roommates have arrived.

Backyard

The Red Mansion is a high-end hotel located in the red-light district, which naturally serves its purpose... Mu Wenjun has always found the name "Red Mansion" to be quite ironic; those who once dreamed in that Red Mansion have all achieved fame, while now, those who have not realized their dreams are crowded in this Red Mansion, indulging in a life of drunkenness and dreams

Two tall boys behind me moved at the same time

Yihang no longer provoked, but instead fixed a complex gaze on the front seat where Mu Wenjun sat. The latter, however, was blissfully unaware and had begun to doze off.

In a daze, Xiao Feng heard the man with a charming smile clearly articulate the words:

Looking at Mu Wenjun's seemingly harmless expression, the young master felt a surge of anger! He grabbed his collar and stared at his smooth face illuminated by the setting sun, momentarily unable to strike! Just as he was at a loss for where to vent his anger, a cold laugh came from the back seat, instantly igniting all of the young master's fury!

Yihang remained unmoved and lifted his chin towards Chaomuwenjun

Perhaps. If he is not here, I can go back and apply for a refund and compensation. Mu Wenjun looked up at the majestic high-rise building, then suddenly turned around and said: "You two, the ones who just won the fight, come with me!"

"A Feng! Three men are looking for you! Do you know them?" The man turned around and shouted inside

Yihang glanced at the bar where Mu Wenjun had entered, casually walking towards the alley while raising his wrist and shaking it: "We have ten minutes"

"What happened?" A tall man with wavy black hair walked out from the room inside

A Shao, with a blank expression, tilted his head slightly towards a dark alley and said, "Let's go over there"

"Brother Cheng is being serious." Mu Wenjun suddenly raised his head with a humble smile, "We are just here to find someone."

A Shao and Yi Hang opened the car doors and climbed in, while Mu Wenjun clapped his hands and said happily, "Great, everyone is finally here! Let's go have dinner!" Then he looked up sincerely at the cool-looking young man on the roof of the car and asked, "Xiao Feng, are you just going to sit there and enjoy the night breeze? Or will you sit in the back? Or... sit in the front, and I can hold you?"

Xiao Feng quickly grew impatient, just as he was about to wave his hand to send the guests away, Mu Wenjun's lips suddenly curled up slowly, breaking into a gentle smile, which felt very warm and stood in stark contrast to the decadence in the room... In that moment, everyone fell silent, as his soft and tender smile seemed to create an entirely different little universe here

Is Xiao Feng here

The guard, who was kicked in and fell with a broken front tooth and bleeding from his nose, caused quite a stir among the frenzied people inside. Some girls screamed and fled, while a few boys stepped out to turn off the sound system, bellowing in a rough voice: "What kind of chaos is this?! What are you all doing?!"

Yihang, however, was too lazy to look at him. Sitting with his arms crossed, he slowly said: "If you have the ability, hurry up and close the car door and get lost; if you don't, come in immediately and don't block our way."

Where, Cheng Ge sat down on the sofa, lit another cigarette, and fixed his gaze on the three individuals at the door through the swirling smoke, "In the future, whether anyone wants to flatter someone else is still uncertain, take care."

Wherever he goes, Cheng Ge ventured out at the age of 13, conquered Dong Shijie at 19, and became the leader of the Eastern District within five years. In just three years, he has already controlled more than half of the backwoods. When it comes to dominance, who can compare to Cheng Ge?" Mu Wenjun said gently, sounding remarkably sincere. Mu Wenjun's voice is not particularly pleasant, but he never speaks loudly. His tone is slow and lazy, creating a relaxed atmosphere that disarms others. His manner is gentle, complemented by a pair of innocent eyes, which always gives a sense of sincerity. Mu Wenjun's voice is not particularly pleasant, but he never speaks loudly. His tone is slow and lazy, creating a relaxed atmosphere that disarms others. His manner is gentle, complemented by a pair of innocent eyes, which always gives a sense of sincerity.

There is a police car," Mu Wenjun explained innocently, "We have stopped on the highway for too long, hehe...

Mu Feng's gaze flickered rapidly

Yihang pushed open the car door and stepped out to get some fresh air

Everyone seemed to be taken by surprise when the boss finally relented, and immediately there was a chaotic uproar of exclamations

Provocation

Standing at the entrance of the hotel, filled with couples embracing each other, Yi Hang slightly furrowed his brows

The cigarette was thrown on the ground and then brutally extinguished.

On the other side, A Sha kicked the door open, lighting a cigarette as he emerged.

When the leader has spoken, the crowd can only make way

Mu Wenjun remained silent, slowly observing the young man

This scene indeed resembles a Hong Kong triad movie, Mu Wenjun thought, and thus felt a slight urge to laugh

Upon hearing this, A Shao immediately refused to comply

My name is Mu Wenjun. In terms of generational hierarchy, you should address me as cousin.

When the three people came downstairs, Xiaofeng was already sitting on the roof of the car smoking, yes, on the roof of the car

The youth's gaze shifted from Mu Wenjun to the person at the door, and as soon as he recognized who it was, he began to sneer: "You actually came to meddle in my affairs? When did you become so 'brotherly'? Did you bump your head, old chap?"

Roommate

Releasing the grip on Mu Wenjun's collar, the young master stretched his long arm to rest on the taxi's roof, slightly lowering his head to coldly stare inside the car, and slowly said: "What are you?"

It seems that this is someone with whom one can communicate, Mu Wenjun nodded at him

When Mu Wenjun came out of the bar, those two hot-blooded young men had already returned to their car

"A Feng, what do you say?" Cheng Ge pointed at the boy who remained motionless in place

"Brother Cheng!" The crowd cautiously called out to Brother Cheng, stepping aside. The young man also turned around, bowing his head in respect.

The handsome Junmei successfully dealt with the front desk lady, while the fierce A Shao handled the floor security. Mu Wenjun followed behind the two with a gentle smile as they ascended to the 12th floor. Without needing to inquire, it was clear which suite it was, as the noise from room 1214 suddenly descended upon them the moment the elevator doors opened

Do you still know how to use idioms? Cold smile

What does this mean? Who wants to live with you?! I want to get off the car! Stop the car for me!" With one hand gripping the driver's neck, Wen Shao threatened fiercely.

The boss cannot let them leave! They say they can go whenever they want, where does that leave our dignity?! Cheng Ge! There are only three of them, are we really afraid of them?! Cheng Ge! Cheng Ge...

Apart from a bar street shimmering with an ambiguous halo like a nocturnal dragon, the men and women on the street, with their decadent gazes, vulgar behaviors, and bizarre attire, fully embody the flourishing of the dross of capitalism in a socialist country

Now that the raw rice has been cooked into a meal, Ah Shao has indeed followed the crowd

A strange atmosphere pervaded the taxi, with all three individuals remaining silent, while the driver appeared quite anxious

The door was kicked open by the person who was thrown out by A Shao, and the floor inside was constantly trembling from the vibrations of the giant speaker blaring at maximum volume

The two individuals who were about to engage in a fierce fight behind him had no choice but to stop

Mu Wenjun rolled down the car window and said slowly, "Young Master, if you want to stay at school, I won't stop you. However, I will not let you leave tonight"

As A Shao's shoulder muscles twitched slightly, just at the moment he was about to make a move, Mu Wenjun in the front seat suddenly turned around, grabbed his collar, and pulled him into the car! At the same time, the driver slammed on the gas, and the taxi shot out like an arrow! A Shao fell into his seat, still in shock, while Yi Hang inside expressionlessly reached across him and forcefully closed the car door, which was still wide open, as they sped along.

Mu Wenjun has boldly and confidently stepped through the door

"Xiao Feng, are you inside?" Yi Hang asked in a low voice, elegantly leaning against the door.

Glancing at the scattered bottles and medicine on the ground, and the piles of men and women rolling on the bed, sofa, balcony, carpet, and even on the table, one cannot doubt that it is indeed a heap of...! Mo Wenjun thought with great sorrow: This is what today's fifteen or sixteen-year-olds are like! With so many classic texts available, they choose to come to this capitalist territory to tarnish our socialist reputation?! Don't they care about their own bodies? They should at least be concerned about their parents' money, shouldn't they? With so many classic texts available, they choose to come to this capitalist territory to tarnish our socialist reputation?! Don't they care about their own bodies? They should at least be concerned about their parents' money, shouldn't they?

This sentence gives due respect to Brother Cheng, and Mu Wenjun also breathed a sigh of relief, bowing slightly in a humble manner towards Brother Cheng: "Thank you, Brother Cheng, for your favor"

This statement sounded strange like a *picture* book, and A Shao inexplicably blushed for a moment, softly asking: "Why?"

Asha's first punch was thrown with great vigor and energy

Cheng Ge maintained a nonchalant demeanor while adopting a condescending posture, even propping his hands against the wall, leaning in closer and saying: "You are Ah Feng's cousin; no wonder you are family, you look quite good."

Two tall young men leaned against the car, one on the left and the other on the right, in a standoff for over ten minutes. Finally, the young man spat out a puff of smoke towards the sky, frowned, and asked: "Are you the younger brother of my cousin's father?"

Cheng Ge picked up a cigarette, and a younger brother beside him came over to light it.

Mu Wenjun was affected by the smoke, and her eyelashes trembled slightly

First, your uncle will call tonight to confirm. For the sake of my life and your future peace, you cannot leave. Second, your luggage is in my possession, and I inadvertently took your bank card and advanced payment as well, so you probably cannot leave.

The room gradually fell silent

A haze of smoke envelops | Chaotic and disordered ... ...

As night fell, it was still not the peak hour for the bar, and only a few patrons were whispering in small groups in a corner far from the bar counter. Mu Wenjun directly went around to the back of the bar, exchanged a few words in a low voice with the bartender, and then entered the staff-only door.

Cheng Ge sat on the sofa, his expression somber as he watched Mu Wenjun's figure disappear down the corridor

Upon hearing this, Cheng Ge couldn't help but take a step back, his hands also becoming more orderly. He looked at Mu Wenjun for a while, then tilted his head towards the youth behind him, saying, "Since we are family, Ah Feng should occasionally go back to visit."

"You are the boss," the young man said calmly, casually picking up a black T-shirt from the ground and putting it on as he walked towards the door, ignoring Mu Wenjun and the others.

"... ... Nonsense." A cold voice

Asha leaned against the door, his long legs crossed, casting a cold glance into the room, likely calculating the number of opponents in his mind

The three individuals departed calmly

The cigarette in the handsome young man's hand fell...

Bang

Cheng Ge threw the cigarette to the ground and growled: "Shut the hell up!"

These two children are quite calm, Mu Wenjun thought to herself, they are materials that can be molded, materials that can be molded!

"Master, to Hong Lou." Mu Wenjun opened the car door; the taxi was unlit, and he did not see the patches of bruises on the two people hidden in the shadows of the back seat

Having uttered this sentence, Mu Wenjun slammed the car door and left the two boys behind as she entered a rather inconspicuous bar alone

Under the gaze of such eyes, Mu Wenjun inexplicably felt a chill, and for a moment, she could not recall what Xiao Feng had looked like in her childhood

A young man walked out of the bathroom, his skin slightly tanned, with a lean physique reminiscent of a whip, and short hair dyed white. He had a simple row of ear studs in his left ear, with a delicate silver chain hanging down from the lowest one to his lip. His upper body was bare, marked with kiss marks, and he wore loose Korean-style street pants below, barefoot. Having just emerged from the bathroom, tiny droplets of water clung to his body and the tips of his hair. Adding to the hazy atmosphere was a cigarette held askew in his mouth. His features were strikingly beautiful, almost to the point of being enchanting, yet his eyes were sharp and unyielding, like a wolf.

You all wait for me in the car

A Shao: `` ... ... ''

A Shao let out a cold snort: "Five minutes is more than enough"

The sign of the bar glows subtly in blue and purple light, with the abstract English words "Angel in the Hell" that are almost unrecognizable unless one looks closely. Mu Wenjun has always found this name rather pretentious, reminiscent of the saying about being a whore while still wanting to set up a memorial archway. In his view, since it is a bar, who doesn't know about the sordidness? A name like "Devil in the Heaven" would be more fitting.

Uncertain whether it was a hint of amusement in the corner of his eye, Cheng Ge suddenly stepped forward, looking down at Mu Wenjun. He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke into his face and said with a half-smile, "So you are the ones who came here to cause trouble"

Outside the bar

You

The youth's gaze turned back to Mu Wenjun, furrowing his brow: "Who is it?"

Both individuals are rather dull-witted

Accompanied by the piercing sound of brakes, someone swiftly kicked open the car door and rushed out