[The Return of Fate] (A Common Man's Loss of Will) Chapter 174

Author: Dugu Yiye,

Little White Dove Dance Hall

The next evening, the two tidied themselves up again, this time going for the nouveau riche look, characterized by
arrogance, haughtiness, and an overconfidence. In short, the kind of thing that's quite annoying. Arriving at the Little White Dove Dance Hall,
the lobby was open to all, just need to buy tickets. The space inside was quite large; this venue was probably the former People's Cultural Palace.
The entire first floor was divided into two main areas. One area had a stage in the center, with people able to watch from all sides.
Around the edge of were some tables and chairs for people to sit and order drinks and snacks.

The other area was the dance floor, for disco and ballroom dancing, with a bar directly opposite and some tables and chairs around
the perimeter . Inside, the lighting was quite dim. Similar venues often use similar lighting—
not bright, not dark—it's hard to tell if it's a suggestion or if people simply like this kind of atmosphere.
Perhaps in this environment and atmosphere, there are many expectations of breaking taboos. Entertainment options were limited back then, and
dance halls were definitely one of the few places to unwind, offering unexpected surprises.

Unlike today, where a casual online chat might lead to meeting someone of the opposite sex, such
platforms were scarce. Dance halls were one such platform, filled with an overwhelming aura of hormones. There was temptation,
surprise, and danger; a melting pot of all sorts. Two people in a dance hall wouldn't attract much attention, because neither was handsome
nor did they look like big shots. Back then, wealth wasn't everything; it was those who were successful and famous who were valued. As
they put it, "Everyone gives us face."

One ordered a beer, sat down, and looked around. The place was crowded and noisy; it did
n't seem like a place to hide. Could there be something different upstairs? Just as he was wondering, the lights dimmed, neon signs
began to flash, and energetic music started playing. People started coming down, jumping and swaying, releasing their pent-up
emotions and unleashing their excess hormones. The fat man had never been to such a place before, and everything seemed new and exciting.
Ye Nanfei He noticed the staircase leading to the second floor around the corner and went through it.

But there were guards at the staircase; two gruff-looking thugs stopped him, asking if he had a membership card. This
sounded strange to Ye Nanfei; apparently, the upper floors weren't open to ordinary people. He circled the first floor twice, realizing
it couldn't be on the first floor, so there must be something fishy about the second floor. Just as he was wondering how to get to the second floor,
the dance floor lights came back on, and the music stopped. It seemed the first round was over, but the area with the stage became lively.
A person who seemed to be a host went on stage and said some things to liven things up. Later, they announced that a band would be performing, but
Ye Nanfei didn't pay any attention; he was still figuring out how to get to the second floor.

He wondered if he could climb over the wall from the outside if all else failed. A few people were busy on stage, and Ye Nanfei glanced at them and
suddenly froze. Why? He saw a familiar face. Who was it? It was Minako! This was quite a surprise.
They hadn't been in touch for a while, both busy with their own lives. Their occasional meetings were always brief. He'd heard she'd made some
new friends and was having a great time. Given Minako's skills and temperament, Ye Nanfei wasn't worried. This queen,
though captivating, would likely not end well for anyone who fell for her or had any ill intentions.

But he never expected her to be in a band. Thinking about it, it made sense. Minako was skilled in music, calligraphy, painting
, and chess; meeting a group of musicians was like finding kindred spirits. On the stands, Minako wore grey
jeans , white sneakers, and a white shirt. Her hair was still the same—half down, tied back simply—she looked
incredibly pure. Having escaped the daily grind of sun and wind, her skin appeared even whiter and more delicate. Although they were
old flames, Ye Nanfei couldn't help but exclaim, "She's a beauty! The kind of woman who would make any man swoon!"

The band behind her finished preparing, and the music started, instantly triggering a nerve in him. His body went
numb; listening to music live was truly a different experience. As soon as Minako opened her mouth to sing, the entire atmosphere
was ignited. Many people cheered and whistled. At that time, not many years had passed since the Reform and Opening Up policy, and upbeat, energetic songs were
popular . This contrasted sharply with Minako's image—the music was dynamic and energetic, while she herself
was pure and beautiful. The contrast was even more striking when her voice came out. Ye Nanfei had heard her sing before, mostly folk songs; this
was the first time he'd heard her sing like this. Her voice was slightly hoarse and high-pitched.

The audience below began to sway their bodies around the stage to the dynamic music and singing. Some even clapped along to
the rhythm . Ye Nanfei momentarily forgot about rescuing the person and was instead captivated by Minako's singing.
After the first song
performance captivated the men in the audience; many stood with their mouths agape, drooling for a long time. Minako
seemed to thoroughly enjoy the stage and the feeling.

After the song, the host came on stage, and many in the audience, still wanting more, asked for an encore. Ye Nanfei turned and
followed the band. Minako, having come off the stage, was too preoccupied to pay attention to anything else, probably having experienced this many times before. The audience consisted mainly
of her fans, or perhaps some lecherous men harassing her. When Ye Nanfei tugged at her sleeve, she
was about to lash out, but upon turning around, she paused, then burst out laughing: "What are you doing here? Why are you dressed
like that, haha."

Ye Nanfei: "I was about to ask you that too. When did you start doing this? I had no idea."

Minako feigned anger: "You still have the mind to care about me? You probably wouldn't even know if I died."

Ye Nanfei felt guilty; he had indeed paid far less attention to her: "Come on, Fatty's here too, let's go sit over there for a while."

"Sister Minako? Who's he?" He was their band's drummer, tall and handsome, and probably quite interested in
Minako .

Minako: "You guys go to the back first, my family's here. We'll sit for a while." The handsome man glared at Ye Nanfei a few times, then reluctantly left. Ye Nanfei
felt a sudden pang of jealousy; this guy
was far more outstanding than him, and in terms of looks alone, he and Minako were a perfect match.

Ye Nanfei: "Got a boyfriend?"

Minako: "What? Is it not allowed? You don't care anyway."

Ye Nanfei: "Of course I care. Sigh, let's go sit down."

The fat man had already seen Minako. Although they had always been together, they rarely interacted.
The fat man was always a little reserved when he saw her, which was understandable; her beauty and charm were quite imposing. "Oh...
Little Fatty's here too? You two didn't come here just to see me, did you?"

Fatty: "Hello, Sister Naizi." Then he looked at Ye Nanfei awkwardly, as if asking for help.

Ye Nanfei: "Hehe... uh... how was I supposed to know you were here? We're looking for someone."

Minako: "Hmph... I knew it! What kind of person are you looking for? You two are dressed so strangely, I almost didn't recognize you
. Ah... looking for someone? Is there something you need to talk about?... Hehe, why don't you take me with you?"

Ye Nanfei didn't hide anything from her: "Sister Hua's relative's child went missing. I checked, and it seems to have been brought to this
dance hall , so I came in to check. The first floor is definitely out of the question, but the second floor is also inaccessible. I was just thinking about it when I saw
you."

Minako: "Oh dear, why didn't you come to me about this? You...?" Minako was clearly very
dissatisfied .

Ye Nanfei: "How was I supposed to know this was so complicated? I just thought it was some middle school student running away from home. Besides,
we can't catch you anyway." He was a little annoyed; without handsome guys around all the time, how could he possibly find him?

Minako: "It's just going up to the second floor. We have a show going up later, I can take you two up
, but your outfits aren't good." As she spoke, she scratched and pulled at Ye Nanfei's head: "Why is your
hair combed so neatly? Take off your suit, it's too shabby. I can take you two in, but you have to count me
in. If someone brings you into this place, there's bound to be something going on... hehehehe."

Ye Nanfei and the fat guy exchanged glances, both thinking that Minako's perverted side was kicking in again;
she got excited whenever she heard something dangerous or exciting. Ye Nanfei, of course, didn't want to involve her: "Your identity is already exposed,
too obvious. You can take us in later, then stand guard and relay messages. Besides, if you take us in and
explain what's inside, you'll be part of the operation. What are you doing upstairs? Why are you being so
secretive ?"

Minako: "That won't do. If there's an operation, you have to take us along. Otherwise, I might expose you two, hehehe
. Upstairs, they're all a bunch of perverts, there aren't any good people there, they're all doing shady things. Maybe
the person you're looking for is up there." "Is she a female student? Oh dear... she's definitely been violated, definitely.
Those people upstairs look decent enough, but they're all perverts."

Ye Nanfei: "Then why did you go? Haven't you come more than once? With your beauty, haven't they been eyeing you for a long time?"

Minako gave him a strange look: "You still know how to care about me? They're eyeing me? Hehehe,
I'm just bored." Ye Nanfei and Fatty exchanged glances again, probably both thinking the word "
femme fatale." That sinister expression appeared incongruously on her bright face.

The goddess and Ye Nanfei's intimate behavior attracted countless envious, jealous, and hateful glances from all around. Following her, they
indeed didn't encounter any questions, because the two people watching the stairwell had their eyes drawn to Minako, their faces beaming with
fawning smiles and their eyes fixed on her. They probably didn't even notice Ye Nanfei and Fatty. Upstairs, Scarface spared no expense;
by the standards of the time, it was extremely luxurious.

After going upstairs, a short corridor led to a large hall. Directly north of the hall was a stage, beneath which were
rows of tables and chairs, much more upscale and comfortable than those downstairs. Many well-dressed people sat there. Years later,
Ye Nanfei realized this was the model of a nightclub. Scarface's foresight was quite remarkable; the hall was
surrounded by rooms and corridors, and within those corridors were likely more rooms and corridors.

Ye Nanfei: "What are those rooms for?"

Minako: "What else? They're private rooms. The men come here to find women, not for
anything else . I'm about to go on stage, what are you planning to do?"

Ye Nanfei: "I'll sit down and see. I'm not familiar with it, I haven't decided yet. You go ahead and do your thing,
I'll contact you if needed."

Ye Nanfei and Fatty found a seat. Since they were already inside, they were considered members. This was actually
a good system, satisfying people's vanity while increasing security. It seemed there were many shady
dealings upstairs. Ye Nanfei ignored the scene and instead observed his surroundings. He excused himself to go to the restroom and returned
to find a waiter there. "Young man," he said, giving a knowing look.

The waiter hesitated for a moment, then replied, "We do have some better services, but they're a bit pricey."

Ye Nanfei immediately pulled out two ten-yuan bills. "Money's no problem, the key is quality." After paying,
everything changed. The young man warmly invited them into a private room. Although the room wasn't large, it was luxurious,
with a spacious sofa, a coffee table in the middle, and a projector TV on the opposite cabinet.

Waiter: "Please have a seat. I'll go get you a few girls. You can choose whichever you like. But there's
a price for drinking and chatting, another for doing things in this room, and a different price for staying out overnight."

Ye Nanfei: "Okay, you arrange it. Don't worry about the money. The key is to pick good ones. I have a problem with girls;
I don't like student-looking girls. Don't bother finding me any older women."

Waiter: "You have good taste. Student girls are so young and fresh. Don't worry. You're a straightforward person; I guarantee I'll arrange something to
your satisfaction."

After a while, several girls were indeed brought over. They were genuinely pretty. The fat man was drooling.
Ye Nanfei had no time to think about anything else. He had seen Liu Yuying's picture, but she wasn't among these girls. He shook
his head. The young man was quick-witted and immediately took her out. A little while later, he brought a few more, but still, none of them were available. If he refused again
, it would seem like he was deliberately causing trouble. Seeing the fat man's greedy look, he simply left one for him. But the waiter
's expression wasn't very pleasant.

Ye Nanfei immediately pulled out five more banknotes: "Young man, don't think I'm being annoying. These guys you found are
decent, but they look like they've been out there for a while. I want someone fresh out of the gate, young and clean."

This young man truly exemplified what it means to be greedy for money. Looking at the five banknotes handed over, he immediately
regained his affable smile: "Your requirements are a bit high. Where are we going to find fresh-out students? Even if we do, they're
going for the 'first time' price, which is very expensive. Besides, fresh-outs don't know anything, and some might even cry and make a scene
. Aren't you going to find that trouble?"

Ye Nanfei's eyes lit up. Damn, this was exactly the standard! "Right, buddy, that's what I want
, that's the feeling I want. Just find someone according to this standard, money's no object." 3948

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