The car quickly stopped at the entrance of a secluded alley. Two bodyguards in black got out of the car and dragged an unconscious Ye Jianian between them.
"Miss Qiao, should we just leave him at the entrance?" asked one of the bodyguards. Qiao Xiaren opened the driver's door, removed her sunglasses, revealing her perfectly sculpted face. Her grey trench coat and the cap shrouded Xiaren in semi-darkness.
"Take him upstairs for me," she ordered.
Walking with ease, Qiao Xiaren proceeded to climb the stairs, followed by the bodyguards effortlessly lifting the unconscious man.
The raucous beat of music from the second floor intensified with their approach.
The decadent ambience hit them face on. Everyone inside moved their bodies in rhythm, completely surrendering to the freedom of their desires.