The allure of wedding dresses (Sleepless Night in Chiang Mai) (02)

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The average temperature in Thailand is usually around 30 degrees Celsius. In addition, my aunt had already prepared another evening dress for her, which she would wear when toasting at each table during the wedding. So there was no need to bring a wedding dress from Taipei. However, my fiancée still brought two large suitcases and a carry-on suitcase. Looking at that huge pile of clothes, I really couldn't figure out what was inside. But this has always been a woman's prerogative, and besides, her appearance is definitely better than that of an average entertainer. So I kept my mouth shut and didn't dare to say a word.
Fortunately, my aunt was no ordinary person. She came to pick me up in person, accompanied by her secretary and assistant. Moreover, her car was a long Mercedes-Benz. This immediately eliminated my concerns, because I had been worried that a regular car wouldn't be able to carry our three adults and three children, a total of six pieces of luggage. Unexpectedly, she knew her niece's style very well and knew that she wouldn't just casually drag a broken suitcase out the door.

My aunt is forty-eight years old. In her youth, she must have been a slender beauty like Zhao Feiyan, with an ethereal and otherworldly air about her. Although she was somewhat thin and delicate, her voice was very gentle and pleasant. She and her secretary sat opposite us, and apart from frequently looking at me and Dailu to explain some necessary matters, she always had a smile on her face. Finally, she concluded, "People say that a handsome man and a beautiful woman are a match made in heaven. You two are a perfect couple. You must have a baby soon after you get married. I will definitely give you a big red envelope to celebrate."
When the topic of having children came up, Dailu still blushed. She secretly tugged at my little finger and replied, "I'm not mentally prepared to be a mother yet. I think we should just let nature take its course."

"Then it's up to you, Ban. It's always best to have a baby as early as possible."

After saying this, the aunt suddenly changed the subject, saying, "I'm so sorry, my husband is busy with signing a contract tomorrow, so he can't come to pick you up in person. But it's okay, we can all have a good chat at the party tomorrow night. I've already shown him your photos, and he kept saying you two are a match made in heaven."
Dailu seemed quite interested in this new uncle she'd never met, so she immediately slipped over to the aunt's side and started asking her all sorts of questions. I had no interest in such family matters, so I took the opportunity to look out the window. The sunset was beginning to turn purple, and the sky, about to reveal the night sky, was a vibrant color. Looking at the still old and outdated streetscape, if it weren't for the swaying coconut trees, I wouldn't have felt a sense of wonder. I sensed a Southeast Asian feel until a dilapidated brick wall suddenly caught my eye. The rather reserved-looking female secretary then told me, "This is the ruins of Chiang Mai's old city. The river in front is the ancient city's moat."
I don't know much about Thai history, only that the current King Bhumibol Adulyadej is quite old and is struggling with succession issues and the resistance movement. I've heard that his ancestors were surnamed Chen who accompanied Zheng He on his voyages, which explains the large Chinese population in Thailand; in fact, it could be said that the country is currently ruled by Chinese. However, due to both old and new grievances, the rampant "Yellow Shirts" have deterred many tourists, especially in the increasingly fierce fighting in the south. Therefore, many people planning to travel to Thailand now opt for the northern cities of Chiang Mai and Chiang Rai, as these are relatively peaceful areas.

The unassuming city walls and small moat suggested that this Buddhist country hadn't seen many large-scale wars throughout history. However, as it grew darker, our brief historical tour ended abruptly in just a few minutes. Several more high-rise buildings appeared in succession, and the secretary pointed out the window again, explaining, "The taller buildings are all modern hotels. The one on the right is the one Teresa Teng stayed at for a long time; that room is now a popular tourist attraction in Chiang Mai."

Listening to the history of this famous singer and looking at the mix of old and new cityscapes, we unknowingly arrived at the brightly lit hotel. All the trivial matters were handled by the male assistant and driver sitting in the front, while the four of us went directly to the Thai restaurant on the third floor for dinner. The unique and top-notch cuisine left a deep impression. During the meal, I learned how vast my aunt's business empire was. She was not only one of the two giants in Southeast Asia's coconut oil production, but her real estate business spanned eight or nine countries. This investment in timber and furniture production in northern Thailand was a completely new endeavor, which is why she personally signed the contract with such care.

The highlight after dinner was, of course, trying on the new dress in the room. Several gift boxes were already laid out in the exquisite and elegant business suite. In addition to the evening gown that I already knew about, even the matching high heels and jewelry were all included. When Dai Lu finished dressing with the help of her secretary and walked out of the dressing room, not only did my aunt immediately clapp and jump up, but even I widened my eyes immediately. The beauty in front of me was so dazzling and stunning. If I weren't her fiancé, I would definitely be dumbfounded and amazed!
Wearing a pale gold long-sleeved evening gown, with high-heeled sandals adorned with sparkling pearls just peeking out from under her shoes, the deep green dress made a stunning turn, revealing a deep V-shaped bare back that almost reached her tailbone. The entire lace-like halter and waist were covered in sequins and yellow gemstones. The luxurious and unattainable quality of the dress was breathtaking. This fashion designer is truly amazing! Besides, the gold embroidery patterns covering the entire silk fabric were not only elegant and flowing, but also perfectly complemented the wearer's curvaceous figure. After about seven or eight seconds, I heard my aunt exclaim, "My God! So beautiful, so sexy, absolutely gorgeous! Is there anything that needs alteration? It should be flawless!" Under

my aunt's persistent questioning, Dai Lü twirled gracefully twice before replying, "It fits perfectly and is very comfortable. This tailor must be a master; how could he have gotten my measurements so accurate?" "?"

Hearing her say that, the aunt immediately felt relieved and said, "Then there's no need to trouble yourself anymore, hehe. I have to thank your mother for giving me the correct information. Okay, that's all. Remember to wear your hairpins tomorrow night. A higher bun will look better. I've already booked a hairdresser for you at the hair salon on the basement floor. After lunch, find some time to go down and get your hair done. Secretary Zhang will take you to the venue in the evening. I won't bother you anymore. Also, there are US dollar traveler's checks in the envelope in the jewelry box. Sign the bottom column when you have time, so it won't matter if you lose them." After giving a general explanation, the aunt

and her employees left first, leaving my husband and me in the room, greatly surprised. Inside each gift box was an order form. When we saw the exorbitant prices, Dailu was so moved that she almost cried. From shoes, dresses, hairpins to earrings, the total amount was at least NT$12 million. There were also 40 traveler's checks in US$500 each, with the envelopes marked as pocket money for our trip to Thailand. Such generosity could only mean that she treated my fiancée like her own daughter, or that this aunt had so much cash that it was like sand.

Overjoyed, Dailu was reluctant to take off her evening gown, constantly striking poses in front of each mirror. Watching her beaming and preening, I made her two cups of coffee and said, "You're already stunning; let's save some for tomorrow's guests to admire and praise. Besides, those earrings are so heavy; wearing them for too long will hurt your ears. So I'm going to the balcony to enjoy the night view. Come out and have coffee with me after you've finished packing."

The balcony, about four square meters, had a... The railings were erected, a gentle night breeze blew, and the distant sea of lights created a tranquil and refreshing atmosphere. Since we were staying on the top floor, the view was even more expansive. To the left, we could vaguely see rolling mountains, and the wispy clouds in the night sky looked somewhat dreamlike. This stirred a restless impulse within me, but reason told me tonight wasn't the time. No matter how much I wanted to indulge in this southern night, Dailu and I had agreed beforehand to wait until after the party tomorrow night.

Just as I took my second sip of cappuccino, Dailu came out, holding a traveler's checkbook in her hand, and said cheerfully, "My aunt gave me so much pocket money all at once! While I'm signing, why don't you go online and find some good places so we can really go crazy?"

Since we had nothing to do, I went in and took my laptop out of the small study. So, one of us was busy signing checks and the other was busy looking for information. However, I couldn't get anything out of it. Maybe it's because information in Thailand is still relatively closed off, so we didn't find the adult information I was looking for. I wasn't interested in the usual nightclub or club advertisements because my fiancée and I wanted to try something new. But since we couldn't find any reliable information, I had no choice but to hope that we could find a taxi driver who knew the way tomorrow.
After shutting down the computer, I quietly watched Dai Lü, who was writing furiously. Still wearing her evening gown, her legs were crossed, and her beautiful figure and captivating posture made me think of certain passionate scenes. The ancients said that beauty doesn't bewitch people, but people bewitch themselves. This must have been something I realized in this situation. If the stunning beauty in front of me wasn't the woman I loved, I guess I would have tried every means to get her into bed, even resorting to violence or underhanded tactics. After all, even Confucius said, "Food and sex are human nature." Faced with a beauty like my fiancée, how many men could remain unmoved? Perhaps sensing my strange gaze, Dailu suddenly looked up at me, then, while picking up her coffee, said with a half-smile, "Are you daydreaming again? Don't forget we agreed that nothing can happen tonight."

Of course, I hadn't forgotten. To conserve our energy for tomorrow's best performance, we'd decided to share a room but not a bed tonight, so I immediately stood up and said, "I'm going to take a cold shower first. You should get some rest too."

I tossed and turned a bit that night, and Dailu also stayed up late ... We got into our room very late, so we didn't get up until late the next morning. If I was catching up on sleep, then Dailu was basically taking her beauty sleep, because even at lunchtime she looked radiant and full of energy. Anyone could tell she was not only in a good mood but also brimming with youthful vitality. After we finished our Western-style Chinese meal, I took her to the hair salon on the basement floor, but I didn't stay with her. After all, I hadn't finished my midnight "homework," so I spent the afternoon strolling around the streets, gathering some information.

There were a few decent boutiques near the hotel, but otherwise, nothing special. Chiang Mai wasn't much different from the southern Thailand I remembered. Except for some girls with fair skin, the cityscape and local customs seemed pretty much the same—a mix of dilapidated and technologically advanced, yet incredibly old-fashioned. This is usually a characteristic of developing cities. However, I did quite like the temples with their unique architectural styles.

We walked around five or six streets and asked several taxi drivers for directions. There were quite a few people who could speak basic Mandarin, so communication wasn't too difficult. However, I didn't plan to let these people help us with the directions, so I politely declined every enthusiastic driver. I didn't know what would happen after the party ended, so I didn't want to involve a stranger and make things difficult for myself.

When I returned to the room, Dai Lu was already showering. There were still ninety minutes before the party started, so I started getting ready. I was torn between a tie and a bow tie, but my fiancée helped me decide: "The simpler and lighter the better." So I chose a purple bow tie. Just as we were getting ready, Secretary Zhang, who looked to be about forty, arrived on time. As we walked toward the elevator, perhaps because I was looking at her up close, I noticed how beautiful and exquisite my fiancée's teardrop-shaped earrings were. The small diamonds on the outside paired with the yellow gemstone in the center, along with the delicate openwork design, made them look incredibly valuable. The platinum hairpin that held her hair up was not only palm-sized and shaped like a lucky beast, but also featured three dazzling pearls that were particularly eye-catching.

The signing ceremony was held at a semi-official venue a five-minute drive away. It was scheduled to begin at 7:00 PM, but when we arrived at 6:45 PM, the venue was already packed with guests. Since Chiang Mai is military territory, several generals in uniform were present, though the majority were business people. The grand banquet hall on the second floor was packed with at least three hundred people. Amidst the elegant attire, the tall and striking Dai Lu stood out, even overshadowing her aunt, who was only three centimeters shorter.

However, the man standing next to her aunt was also quite eye-catching. This tall, muscular man in a white double-breasted suit had a slightly dark complexion but bright, piercing eyes, giving him the resolute appearance of an athlete or soldier. Even before we approached, I could guess he was Dai Lu's new uncle. Sure enough, Secretary Zhang led us to them, and before Dai Lu could speak, he proactively and warmly extended his hand, saying, "You must be Ban, right? Hehe, indeed a handsome man! Good! My wife's beauty is truly..." "Everyone has a sharp eye."

This kind of flattery, praising one person while also implying others is pleasing to anyone. But my joy lasted less than a second before a chill ran through me. This seemingly strong and powerful man's handshake was weak and powerless. My high school Chinese teacher had specifically mentioned this before, saying that if such a person wasn't just being insincere and only putting on a show, then he was either seriously ill and nearing death. So I immediately understood and secretly became wary of him. So much was revealed, that as we patted each other on the back of the hands, I quickly and respectfully replied, "You're too kind, Uncle. If we're talking about handsome men, you're the real dashing and spirited one. I'm far inferior to you."

It's often said that flattery will get you anywhere, and sure enough, as soon as I said those words, he immediately put his arm around my shoulder and laughed heartily, "Likewise, likewise! You're quite the smooth talker, alright, alright! Since we get along so well, you don't need to call me 'Auntie' anymore." "Fine, why don't you just call me by my English name, Guy? Haha, so you don't make me sound old."

Seeing Guy's happy expression, I naturally laughed along with him. However, the Chinese name on the business card he handed me was "Shangguan Qing," a rare compound surname that left a deep impression. Coupled with his height of at least 1.88 meters, he was truly unforgettable. Perhaps such good looks are an innate advantage in the business world, which explains his confident and smug demeanor. We only had a few minutes for small talk, but seeing that we were having a pleasant conversation with her husband, Auntie specifically instructed Secretary Zhang to have the host warm up the atmosphere for a few minutes before she, her husband, and the other party's company representatives took turns giving speeches. Taking advantage of this boring break, I pulled Dailu aside to the aisle outside the venue and asked, "Have you noticed that Auntie's new husband seems a bit younger than her?"

Perhaps already aware of their age difference, Dailu immediately nodded and said, "Gaiji is indeed three years younger. I heard he used to be a professional football player, and only switched to the business world after retiring. I guess it's because he's photogenic that Auntie likes him, right?"

I sensed something was off about Dailu's words, so I immediately pressed on, "And you? What was your first impression of this new uncle? Did you find him a bit glib?"

"Is he alright?"

Dai Lu pondered for a moment before saying, "Gaiji is quite handsome overall, but I don't really like his big, slightly crooked hooked nose. Otherwise, he's quite pleasing to the eye. What do you think of my aunt's husband?"

Actually, I could tell at a glance that Gaiji and my aunt seemed a little estranged, though not very obviously. I just had that intuition. However, I didn't want to pry into other people's marriages, because I was still a complete outsider. So I didn't reveal my thoughts when I shook hands with Gaiji, but I did notice his somewhat deliberate... I did have some complaints about his curly hair and his shifty eyes when he spoke. When I mentioned these two things, I didn't expect Dailu to give me a nudge and say, "How can you be so observant? It's a good thing he's not a woman, or I'd be jealous, haha. Did you measure his height?" She

probably thought this question would stump me, because when I blurted out without thinking, "At least 188 centimeters tall," Dailu stared at me with wide eyes in surprise and said, "Wow! That's not far off, he's about 1.9 meters tall! How did you figure that out?"

In fact, my observation skills have always been quite good, so I said with a bit of pride, "It's very simple. You're 175cm tall, and your heels are four inches, which is ten centimeters. Plus, your high bun is at least three to five centimeters high. But when he stands shoulder to shoulder with you, he doesn't look any shorter. So I judge that he's at least 188cm tall, and that's after deducting the height of his heels."

Seeing how detailed my explanation was, Dailu couldn't help but snuggle up to me and say, "In other words, you're now ten centimeters shorter than me? Haha, unfortunately, you're still wrong, because my bun is at least four inches high, I think it should be..." "Was it because Guy was wearing thick-heeled shoes too? Is it because he's afraid I'll make him look shorter than him, that's why he's so concerned?"

Aside from Guy himself, probably no one could answer that question. But since it was just aimless chatting, we naturally didn't delve into it. Instead, with my arm around my fiancée's slender waist, I couldn't help but tease her a little, saying, "Have you noticed a lot of men staring at you? Especially those three in military uniforms and the two little old men in traditional Thai clothes?"

Perhaps she was already used to it, because Dailu deliberately pinched my arm before replying, "Is that news?" "Why are you making such a fuss? Our program won't start until we finish here and go back to the hotel to change. Until then, everything is for Auntie's sake. As for those lecherous idiots, who cares if they're drooling or just staring blankly?" I was just trying to remind Dailu not to accidentally ruin Auntie's reputation. Since she's even more cautious than me, those lecherous guys can only watch with envy. Thinking about the midnight adventures after the party, I couldn't 　　help

but kiss her cheek and say, "Let's stay up for a few more hours. I'm sure Chiang Mai will get more and more interesting as the night goes on!"

Before the speeches ended, we returned to the venue. Because of the signing ceremony, Dai Lu had to stay by her aunt's side. Although I was also a guest, I felt a bit burdened. Fortunately, the lively atmosphere eased my discomfort. After the flashes of the media's cameras subsided, the whole process was considered complete. When the symphony orchestra backstage began to play world-famous pieces, the cocktail party also began. In addition to the buffet cuisine from the five continents on the right corridor, there was also roast suckling pig to be tasted in the small garden on the left. Amidst the clinking of glasses, a lively social gathering of political and business elites unfolded.

We were constantly being dragged around by my aunt. Although everyone knew that Dailu was my fiancée, self-important men kept circling around us. If it weren't for Secretary Zhang collecting over a hundred business cards, Dailu would probably have needed a whole paper bag to hold them all. I didn't mind this somewhat absurd scene, because I knew my woman didn't care about those generals, politicians, or bankers. What Dailu needed at that moment was definitely not titles or money, but these guys just didn't understand the psychology of beautiful women.

Although I ate a little bit here and there, the aroma of roast suckling pig still lured me over. But as soon as I stepped into the small garden, Dai Lu was pulled away to take a group photo. However, since my aunt and Secretary Zhang were protecting her the whole way, I was too lazy to jump out and spoil their fun. Taking advantage of this break, I noticed that Gai Ji was leading a group of people on the other side, looking at something. As the general manager, he seemed to be explaining some products or future plans to a client. But I was too busy to pay attention to him.

The party didn't end until 9:30. I estimate that for at least an hour, Dailu was flitting around like a socialite among a bunch of so-called "gentlemen." But those guys looked like they were starving wolves, even though they were dressed decently. Under the guise of socializing, my fiancée couldn't escape being pulled around and fought over. By the time all those people had taken photos with her, she had drunk quite a few cocktails. Although the wine glasses were small and she could hold her liquor, her cheeks were noticeably flushed.

It wasn't until all the guests had been seen off and the waiters started cleaning up the venue that Dai Lu finally had a chance to sit down and catch her breath. However, her break was only five minutes long, as her aunt and Gaiji had already entered our VIP room. Judging from their expressions, they were very satisfied with the evening's outcome. Sure enough, after a few polite words of thanks for our participation, her aunt quickly and decisively said, "I have to catch the last flight to Jakarta now, and Gaiji has to leave for Chiang Rai tonight. We'll be back at our Kuala Lumpur residence in five days. If you two have time, come visit us in Malaysia; otherwise, we'll see you at your wedding."

After her aunt finished speaking simply and clearly, Gaiji, who had to leave first, called over the manager and instructed, "Remember to guide these two to that silver BMW later. The driver is a local named Zhalun, and the tour guide is Chen Kun. No matter how many days my niece and future nephew-in-law spend in this area, they must serve and accompany them the entire time, understand?"

After the manager took the tip and left, Gaiji immediately clasped my hands together... He said, "I'm sorry, Ban, my husband and I are both busy and can't stay a few more days to entertain you. But don't worry, Zhalun and Chen Kun are both experts in Chiang Mai, so you shouldn't be bored with them showing you around. Just tell them what you want to do, and they definitely won't let you down. Well then, that's all for now. We'll make it up to you two another time."
After he let go, he patted my shoulder, but that soft, yielding touch still felt a bit strange. However, I didn't forget to return the favor politely, so... He then bowed and said, "You're too kind, Guy. Remember to come to Taipei with your aunt for our wedding. Now, let me and Dai Lu see you off to your car."
From the banquet hall to the driveway, Dai Lu was constantly being whispered in her aunt's ear. This had happened countless times since yesterday, so I guessed Dai Lu already knew some things; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so calm about this hasty farewell. But family ties are stronger than wine, so I was happy to just continue the polite conversation with Guy.

Guy got into a yellow sports car and left first, which surprised me. Also, he whispered to me before leaving that Zhalun and Chen Kun were both martial arts masters, and actually, they were both his bodyguards. So he told me to feel free to take risks. The tone and look in his eyes when he said this seemed a bit strange, so after much deliberation, I decided not to tell Dai Lu about it.

The powerful businesswoman, accompanied by her assistant and secretary, took the same Mercedes we had been in to the airport. Once everything was settled, Dailu finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Finally, I'm free! Come on, come with me to get my purse, then we'll go back to our hotel room to rest and change. The rest of the day is up to you."
In truth, the information I had gathered was incomplete; relying on me to lead the way would be like the blind men and the elephant. However, since Guy had left his two bodyguards for us to use, Zhalun, the driver, should know the way well. Thinking of this, I immediately and confidently replied, "Okay, no problem, watch me! Tonight, we'll have a blast! Are you satisfied now?"

Dailu, her expression excited, whispered provocatively in my ear, "If there's any fun, at least one of us has to play the lead role once, don't forget."

These whispered words made my heart skip a beat and my nerves tighten. My manhood almost swelled up, and in that instant of intense heat, I couldn't help but hug her and ask in surprise, "Could it be... you've already figured out how to play?"

Dai Lu didn't answer; she just chuckled and ran into the VIP room. When I followed her in, she was already holding her purse and asked, "What about these business cards? Secretary Zhang has already counted them; there are 126 in total. Aren't you afraid it'll drive us crazy?"

Hearing her complain like that, I immediately picked up the box of business cards and threw it into the small safe, saying, "Just let them replace your purse, and that'll solve the problem, won't it?"

Watching me slam the small iron door shut, with that crisp clang, Dai Lu couldn't help but exclaim, "Yay, that's a great move!"

After locking that large group of gentry and celebrities into the iron box, we walked out arm in arm. The manager in the black uniform was already waiting outside. He expertly made a gesture and said, "Your cars are waiting in the driveway. Please follow me."

Sure enough, a BMW 7 Series was parked in front of the steps leading to the banquet hall. Its silver body gleamed under the lights. The rear door was already open, and a short, stocky man bowed to us, saying, "Good evening, distinguished guests. I am Chen Kun, Chen of 'Eastern Ears' and Kun of 'Turning the Tide.' I am here on Mr. Shangguan's orders to ensure your safety. Our driver, Zhalun, is also our guide and bodyguard. He speaks some basic Mandarin, so communication will not be a problem."

Initially, I only thought Chen Kun's physique was strangely strong, but upon closer inspection, I realized his muscles were incredibly developed. Despite wearing a designer sports shirt, it looked like it was about to burst at any moment. The white sleeves seemed to be sinking into his thick arm muscles. His round, hard shoulder muscles looked like those of someone who had either practiced martial arts or been a bodybuilder. Especially when his hands were hanging down, the way they were longer than his knees made him look like a gibbon or chimpanzee stuffed into a suit that was too small. If it weren't for politeness, I probably would have shouted out loud or made a surprised gesture on the spot, because this short, strong man who was definitely less than 160 centimeters tall looked a bit comical no matter how you looked at him.

Faced with this short, stocky man with excessively developed muscles, even Dai Lu couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, Mr. Chen, you're so muscular! Were you a wrestler or something? Otherwise, it's impossible for an average athlete to have muscles like that."

Chen Kun awkwardly touched his parted hair and chuckled, "I'm a freestyle fighter and I also did bodybuilding for two years, so that's why my physique is like this. I hope you two won't find it strange. Also, just call me Ah Kun, please don't call me Mr. Chen anymore, otherwise Mr. Shangguan will definitely dock my pay."

Seeing his embarrassed expression, to avoid making him feel uncomfortable, I had no choice but to pretend to be cheerful and reply, "Okay, Ah Kun, then..." "Could you please take us back to the hotel to change into something more comfortable? We

can talk about where to go next then." Since the drive was short, there wasn't much to talk about in the car. However, Zhalun did reveal some information: it turned out that he and Ah Kun had only been working for Gaiji for two years. Because Chiang Rai is very close to the Golden Triangle, which is notorious for drug production, all sorts of ruthless murders were rampant. In order to deal with desperate criminals from all over the world, Gaiji, who wanted to develop in this area, naturally needed a few close bodyguards. Therefore, they were hired with high salaries because of their local connections. However, from the words, I could tell that these two guys seemed to only recognize Gaiji as their boss and didn't take Dai Lu's aunt seriously.

Zhalun, a slender man who is no more than 168 cm tall but has a very strong and sturdy frame, is a Taekwondo expert. His eyes are sharper and more determined than Ah Kun's, probably because he is always looking to defeat his opponents. Bodybuilders usually have bright and focused eyes to win the favor of judges and the audience. However, Ah Kun's eyes sometimes wander, which is the main reason why I think Zhalun is more profound and unpredictable. However, this guy with a very dark complexion has one annoying thing about him: his eyes always look a bit sneaky and sinister in the rearview mirror.

After changing clothes with Dai Lu, I immediately slipped downstairs alone to chat with the two bodyguards. Actually, I wanted to ask them about the nightlife spots around here. The information I gathered during the day was like looking at flowers through a fog, lacking the details I needed most. So, while my fiancée was still showering, I thought of "seeking advice," because locals should know much more than tourists like us. Although, given our unfamiliarity, I was hesitant to ask certain key questions, Zhalun and Akun seemed to know why I was reluctant. We were talking by the car, but they pulled me to a corner under a big tree. Then Akun gestured towards the upstairs and said, "Just one question for you, Mr. Guo, do you want to go alone or bring Miss Fan with you?"

This direct question startled me for a moment. We had planned to go in and out together from beginning to end, but if I were to be frank, they might have a different opinion of Dai Lu. However, I didn't intend to go out and have fun alone, so after thinking for a moment, I replied, "It would be best if there were a place where we could tour it first and then gradually move on. If my fiancée doesn't feel the atmosphere is right, then we'll find another place."

Even though I phrased it tactfully, they seemed to have grasped the direction, so this time it was Zhalun who spoke first: "There are only two such good places, with a big difference in quality. However, everyone who goes in to tour ends up having to participate in the performance. I've heard that there are similar clubs in Paris, Las Vegas, and Denmark. If you just want to feast your eyes, then you can only go to ordinary entertainment venues. But the most exciting nightlife in Chiang Mai is these two adult sanctuaries, so my suggestion is that it would be a pity not to go. Of course, it also depends on Fan Xiao." "How can we determine my sister's openness and acceptance level?"

To avoid letting Dai Lu easily see through my intentions, I deliberately hesitated before saying, "Something too outrageous might not be acceptable to my fiancée, especially since you said the visitors have to become performers later. Does that mean the visitors have to have sex with other people?"

Perhaps thinking she understood my concerns, Zhalun immediately replied, "Oh, it's not that serious. Whether you're male or female, no one will force you to have sex with anyone. From the simplest massage and Thai bath to masturbation and oral sex, you can choose any one of these to get by. It doesn't necessarily have to involve sex to complete the task. This is mainly to maintain the atmosphere inside, so as long as there's physical intimacy, it's considered a success. However, people usually play until they're satisfied because there are so many different things inside that it's impossible to count or describe them all. You can only experience it for yourself."

After gaining a general understanding... I deliberately shifted the question to Dai Lu, saying, "If it's fun and not dangerous, my fiancée might dare to go and broaden her horizons. So, let's wait for her to decide where to go."
Upon hearing me mention danger, Ah Kun immediately puffed out his thick, round chest and loudly replied, "With me and Zhalun here, how could Miss Fan possibly be in any danger? Don't worry! We're martial arts masters who have defeated many strong opponents in the ring and won numerous trophies. As long as the enemy isn't armed with guns, we don't even consider swords or knives a threat. Besides, Zhalun wouldn't advise against going to unfamiliar places, so Mr. Guo has nothing to worry about."

Although Chen Kun's words sounded reasonable, I had some reservations. I hadn't originally planned to let them follow me into the club, because if we entered a place where real violence was required, and Dai Lu had to undress, wouldn't they take advantage of her? Besides, if either of us wanted to indulge ourselves, how could it be convenient with them around? Besides, if the news got out, "I'm afraid it would be difficult to explain to my aunt." So I had to laugh it off and say, "Of course, of course, with two experts as bodyguards, everything will be foolproof. I'm just worried that we might be unfamiliar with the situation and accidentally cause unnecessary trouble. So, where we go later will be up to my fiancée's opinion."

Originally, I wanted to use Dai Lu to stall for time, which is why I kept emphasizing that the location should be decided by her. To prevent her from being confused, I was also prepared to discuss the potential risks with her as soon as she appeared. However, just as I finished speaking, Zhalun and Akun completely ignored me and rushed towards the entrance stairs. It turned out that my fiancée was standing there gracefully in a crimson short dress. She glanced at me with a smug look on her face, and then... She smiled sweetly at the two men who were jumping up the stone steps and said, "Sorry to keep you waiting. I hope I haven't taken up too much time."

The two bodyguards, one on each side, helped her down the steps and kept vying to say polite and flattering things, looking like eunuchs serving a concubine. I felt quite uncomfortable watching them, especially since Dai Lu was wearing a super sexy dress that was completely backless and revealed her breasts in the front. It made her prominent chest and fair skin look incredibly alluring. The mini rounded design of the lower half made her long, jade-like legs shimmer under the lights. The matching high-heeled sandals attracted a lot of attention with each step she took. To be honest, this sexy outfit, which I had never seen her wear before, was definitely enough to make everyone swoon.

Just as I was still somewhat stunned, Dailu stood gracefully in front of me and asked, "How is it? This dress is nice, isn't it? I'm still considering whether to let my hair down, what do you think?"

Aside from her hair and earrings, her outfit had undergone a complete transformation. If her previous long gown was elegant and luxurious, this one was rather sexy and revealing. Upon closer inspection, the double V-shaped design in the front meant that the fabric covered less than a third of her upper body. In other words, Dailu's chest was practically bare. However, I neither answered her question nor had time to worry about that. To avoid anything I didn't want to happen, I immediately took her hand and pulled her aside, saying, "The place we're going to might be a bit like a brothel in Europe or America." "Department, although we have the right to choose our partners, we should at least have one opportunity to be intimate with someone. It doesn't necessarily have to be sexual intercourse, but there might be some steamy scenes. So, do you think we should have Zhalun and Chen Kun with us? Or should we just have them wait outside?"

Even though I had already foreshadowed the possible scenes, Dailu replied without hesitation, "Let's decide when we get there. We'll just have to figure it out. Besides, they're bodyguards. It seems a bit strange to leave them outside right away. Let's see what kind of occasion it is first and then assess the risks, right?"
Thinking that Dailu's words made sense, I turned to A-Kun and said, "Alright, we can get ready to leave, but it would be best if we decided where we were going first."

"No problem, let's get in the car first and then discuss it; come on, please."

A-Kun opened the car door and bowed as he invited us to get in, while Zhalun had already gotten back into the driver's seat.

Once we were back in the car, Zhalun turned to me and said, "If we're going to one of those two places I mentioned, would you prefer the upscale one or the more affordable one? Ladies get in for free, but the men's tickets are a thousand baht more expensive. The more affordable one costs 800 baht for single men and 300 baht for couples. VIP tickets cost an extra 500 baht at both places."

Although the price didn't really matter, I still squeezed Dailu's hand and said, "What do you think? Which one do you prefer?"

This time, Dailu seemed confident as she replied, "How about this, Zhalun, take us to whichever one you think is more exciting and fun. Ideally, something adventurous and highly stimulating. If it's not fun, we can always go to another one, so it's up to you to decide."

Hearing Dailu give him the choice, Zhalun's eyes widened immediately, and he said, "Okay, then let's go to Night Fish. The pipe is more upscale, but..." "There are far fewer variety options. If you really want to broaden your horizons or experience something firsthand, the glow-in-the-dark fish is the best choice. Let's set off now."

During the nearly twenty-minute drive, the two of them explained the program's flow and rules to us. Before getting out of the car, Zhalun specifically said, "They probably change one or two new things every season. Hopefully, we'll have better luck today and see if there are any new games coming up."

Listening to him speaking in his strange accented Mandarin, although it sounded very unpleasant, I didn't dare to tell him and Ah Kun to stay outside and wait as soon as I got out of the car, because looking out from where the car was parked, under the dim and sparse lights, there were shadowy figures everywhere. Those ghostly figures looked both eerie and mysterious. If they were here to have fun, why didn't they buy tickets and go in? Why were they sneaking around in the darkness formed by the eaves and trees? Sensing my confusion and unease, Ah Kun immediately stood beside me and said, "Don't worry about these people. They're all penniless guys who can't afford tickets. There are people managing the area; no fool would dare cause trouble here."

Hearing Ah Kun's words reassured me considerably. But just as I took Dai Lu's arm and started walking again, I heard her turn and ask in surprise, "What are all these people doing standing outside without tickets? Is there some kind of show outside?"

Zhalun seemed to chuckle before replying, "These guys are just waiting here to watch the women enter. If they see someone they like, some will masturbate on the spot, and others will run back and masturbate based on their memory and fantasies." "A whole night of guns, you might see it for yourself in a bit."

It's about twenty meters from our parking spot to the entrance. Although it's a short distance, at least fifty strange men were hiding along the concrete walkway. As Dai Lu's heels clicked louder on the ground, sure enough, many shadowy figures moved. Although no one gathered around, their lewd eyes were exceptionally clear in the darkness. Some were rubbing their genitals vigorously through their pants, while others were pulling out tools and masturbating wildly. Their lewd and slightly provocative actions made Dai Lu involuntarily press closer to me and say, "Oh my god, what's wrong with these people? Did they start masturbating because of me?"
[To be continued]
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