Ruolan Interest...

Ruolan wasn't just any woman—her deep violet hair cascaded down her back like silk, shimmering under the warm lighting of the host club. Unlike the usual browns and blacks, her striking color made her presence stand out, commanding attention without effort.

Her wine-red dress clung to her curves, emphasizing the natural elegance of her figure. The fabric hugged her full chest and narrow waist, the slit along her thigh revealing just enough to tease without being excessive. Her long, slender fingers rested lightly on the glass Ye Xuan had offered, tracing the rim absentmindedly.

Yet, despite her breathtaking appearance, it was her cool amethyst-colored eyes that drew Ye Xuan in the most. They held no eagerness, no playful anticipation like her companion. Instead, they studied him—measuring, calculating, as if determining his worth.

'A violet-haired beauty with a rich background? Oh, kid, you better be careful with this one,' Wei Zhen's voice echoed in Ye Xuan's mind, filled with amusement. 'Women like her don't play around. If she ever lets you in, she'll expect you to be hers.'

Ye Xuan didn't react outwardly to Wei Zhen's words. Instead, he met Ruolan's gaze with an easy, unhurried confidence.

He reached for the bottle again, pouring her a drink, his movements slow and deliberate. "A place like this can be overwhelming at first. Take your time."

Ruolan tilted her head slightly, a faint glimmer of amusement flashing across her eyes. "I wasn't aware I needed to be handled delicately."

Ye Xuan smirked, leaning back. "Not at all. But it's always good to start slow before things get interesting."

Her lips curved just slightly—not a smile, but the beginning of one.

Ruolan's long lashes fluttered ever so slightly as she took a sip of the drink Ye Xuan had poured for her. The way her plump lips wrapped around the rim of the glass was almost hypnotic—each movement controlled, deliberate, as if testing his patience. The cool liquid slid down her throat, and for the briefest moment, she closed her eyes, savoring the taste.

Across from them, Luo Wei—who had been handling Ruolan's friend—stole a glance at Ye Xuan, his expression unreadable at first. But then the corner of his lips curled up.

"This guy… it's his first time, yet look at him go." Luo Wei mused inwardly, suppressing a chuckle. "He's already locked in her attention, without even trying too hard."

It wasn't just Luo Wei who noticed. Some of the more seasoned hosts, those who had spent years refining their craft, glanced Ye Xuan's way from the sidelines. A few raised their brows, while others exchanged silent looks.

Ruolan leaned forward slightly, the neckline of her dress dipping just enough to tease but not enough to be blatant. Her soft, floral perfume reached Ye Xuan's nose—subtle yet intoxicating.

"You're quite composed for someone new to this," she murmured, swirling the drink in her hand. "Most men would have already made a fool of themselves trying to impress me."

Ye Xuan's gaze didn't waver. He simply smiled, pouring himself a drink as well. "That's because I'm not here to impress you."

'You came to me. And will continue to come for me.' His internal thoughts worked within his mindset.

Her thin brows arched just slightly—a flicker of curiosity in those deep amethyst eyes. The air between them thickened, charged with unspoken tension.

'Now that's how you do it, boy.' Wei Zhen's voice hummed in Ye Xuan's mind, almost smug. 'You don't chase a woman like her. You let her come to you.'

Luo Wei, watching the scene unfold, took a sip of his own drink, shaking his head internally.

"Damn… if he keeps this up, she's not going to be just another customer. She's going to come back for him."

Ruolan's friend, a striking woman with long violet hair and an air of playful confidence, leaned back in her seat and eyed Ye Xuan with curiosity. With a smirk, she swirled the wine in her glass before speaking.

"Why don't we move this conversation somewhere more comfortable?" She glanced at Ruolan, who subtly tensed but didn't object outright.

"The private lounge should be quieter."

Luo Wei, who had been casually observing, almost spilled his drink. He coughed and gave Ye Xuan a wide-eyed look. "Private lounge?! Already? This guy's just started, and he's getting VIP treatment?"

Meanwhile, Ye Xuan's mind hit a brief lag.

Private lounge? He had no idea what that actually entailed. Was it just a quieter setting or...

Ruolan, sitting beside her friend, lowered her gaze slightly, her fingers resting on the stem of her glass. Her reserved nature kept her from openly agreeing, but she also didn't voice any opposition.

She was the type to go along with things when pressured, yet something about her hesitant demeanor intrigued Ye Xuan.

'Oh? Look at that.' Wei Zhen's voice echoed in Ye Xuan's head, his tone dripping with amusement.

'She's not the one who asked, but she's not refusing either. That means she's testing the waters. Play it well, and she won't even realize when she starts enjoying your company.'

Ye Xuan exhaled, pushing down any uncertainty. He had already stepped into this world—there was no point in hesitating now. With a charming smile, he looked between the two ladies. "If that's what the lady wishes, I'd be honored."

Luo Wei gave him a subtle thumbs-up as the violet-haired woman chuckled. "Then it's settled." She stood up first, leading the way, while Ruolan hesitated just a second before following.

As Ye Xuan trailed after them, stepping deeper into the high-end host club, he finally understood one thing—this was his true first test.

The private lounge was dimly lit, exuding an atmosphere of quiet luxury. A plush velvet couch stretched along the wall, with a glass table between them, reflecting the ambient golden glow of the chandelier overhead. The soft hum of jazz music played in the background, setting the perfect mood.

Ye Xuan settled in beside Ruolan, maintaining just the right amount of distance—not too close to make her uncomfortable, but near enough to let his presence be felt. Her friend, meanwhile, lounged effortlessly, watching the interaction with interest.

'Now's your chance, boy. If you keep acting passive, you'll be nothing but an accessory at the table.' Wei Zhen's voice hummed in his mind. 'Lean in. Drop your voice. Play with your gaze. Women are creatures of emotion—stir the right ones, and they won't even realize they're being pulled in.'

Taking the advice to heart, Ye Xuan smirked slightly and turned his attention to Ruolan. "You know, I have to admit, I wasn't expecting to get such a refined lady as my first private guest." His tone was teasing but respectful, just enough to make her acknowledge his presence beyond a simple host.

Ruolan, who had been delicately holding her glass, glanced up at him. Her pale blue hair cascaded over her shoulders as she tucked a loose strand behind her ear, her fingers brushing against her fair skin. "Is that so?" she murmured, her voice soft but composed.

Ye Xuan tilted his head slightly, his gaze briefly flickering down her fingers before meeting her eyes again. "Mm. But I guess tonight's full of surprises."

"I'm not really used to places like these." She admitted, her fingers lightly tracing the rim of her glass.

Ye Xuan took the opening immediately. "That explains it. You have this... untouchable air about you. Like you walked in here by accident." He let his smile turn just a bit playful. "Or maybe fate led you here—straight to me."

Ruolan's fingers paused slightly before she lowered her gaze, a faint hint of amusement touching her lips. "You're quite bold, aren't you?"

Ye Xuan chuckled, his voice dropping just a bit lower. "I'd say just confident enough to not let a beautiful woman slip away without a good conversation."

She didn't respond immediately, but he noticed the small shift in her posture—she wasn't leaning away, nor was she entirely guarded.

'Good, good. Now, dial it back just a little—don't push too fast. Let her curiosity build.' Wei Zhen murmured in the back of his mind.

Ye Xuan casually leaned back, breaking eye contact just for a moment as he swirled his drink. "But then again," he mused lightly, "maybe I should be careful. A woman like you probably has a whole line of admirers already."

Ruolan blinked, as if caught off guard.