Things have gotten out of hand

  As Zhao Zimo looked at his current appearance in the mirror, he finally understood what "you will cause trouble" meant.

  This was in a bustling old street in Haishan District, she stood in front of a floor mirror in an accessories store, the mirror reflected her wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and topped with a middle-aged woman's wig, although this dress-up didn't make her look much "cooler", but that originally radiant face was absolutely blocked out most of its charm.

  Zhao Zimo was very dissatisfied with this set of ugly headgear: "Hey, extreme goods, do you need to be so crooked and slanted to praise me for being as beautiful as a stunning beauty?"

  Ever since the word "stunning beauty" appeared in her boyfriend's list of requirements for a girlfriend, she had gotten into the habit of adding those four words whenever she mentioned her own appearance.

  Gu Chengge didn't respond, but instead quietly gazed at her, his eyes calm to the point of being still, like two deep pools of water without a ripple.

  "Alright, Zhao Zimo couldn't stand his gaze which was calm yet oppressive. She looked down, her voice low and resentful: 'What kind of person is this? Only allowing himself to be so stylish and elegant, a typical case of the official being allowed to start a fire while the common people are not even allowed to light a lamp...'"

  Despicable! Super despicable!

  However, what she was particularly curious about was that Ji Pin was so adamant that her appearance would cause trouble, so where did he plan to go...

  "Heavenly Entertainment City"

  Looking at the seven large characters that were transformed from the colorful rainbow, Zhao Zimo suddenly couldn't control his indignation: "Oh - extreme goods, you said you've been busy lately, it turns out you're busy coming to this kind of debauched entertainment venue to have fun!"

  Gu Cheng patted her on the back of the head: "Watch your language."

  What's the meaning of having fun? He has serious business to attend to, okay?!

  Zhao Zimo shut his mouth, and the corner of his lips curled up in self-mockery: What right does she have to be indignant here? Others have time to have fun but no time to contact her, not even a phone call, isn't that normal?! Besides, all the materials needed for the special program will be finished by Christmas Eve, and he and she won't have any more intersections or contacts, isn't that reasonable?!

  She would take the opportunity to help Shen Xi Wei with something and come to him in person, purely being self-infatuated...

  Zhao Zimo stepped into the elevator with a gloomy face.

  The elevator goes all the way up to the fifth floor. The central hall on this floor is a free dance hall, and around it are KTV private rooms.

  Zhao Zimo likes the bustle, likes to go with the flow, watching the men and women dancing in the dance pool following the rhythm of the music, itching to move, the depressed mood dissipates.

  However, when she dived into the crowd and turned back, she found that Gu Cheng didn't follow her. She looked around but saw a small commotion at the entrance of the dance hall.

  He walked in with a calm and composed demeanor, his gaze sweeping directly towards her direction, but it was faint and distant, without approaching her directly. Perhaps there were people he knew in the ballroom, so he smiled or nodded in greeting.

  Among those who greeted him were mostly young and fashionable women, who were enthusiastic and bold, taking the initiative to invite him to dance together.

  Is this fleeting cloud in the sky transformed into a rose that attracts bees and butterflies in the mortal world?

  Zhao Zimo couldn't put into words the emotions in her heart at this moment, originally she didn't understand him well enough, and this side of him that had never appeared in the legends made her feel even more distant from him.

  But he didn't accept any woman's invitation to dance, only politely and distantly refused, his eyes quietly searching for something.

  Zhao Zimo stood under the lamplight, her wig and glasses successfully blocking out most of the attention from others, but that didn't mean no one noticed.

  "May I have the pleasure of this beautiful lady's company for a dance?" someone whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.

  Zhao Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he quickly turned his head, only to see standing beside him, the towering figure of He Bizheng, with an expression that seemed to be teasing a virtuous woman.

  "What..."

  He raised his eyebrows and smiled mischievously, his eyes secretly winking at her: "The beauty doesn't want to dance? Then let me treat you to a drink and we can chat?"

  Zhao Zimo was puzzled and didn't know what kind of plane he was talking about, but still cooperated and changed his words: "Drink... drink a cup, good, good!"

  He took her to a corner of the rest area, ordered a drink, and before she could speak, he looked at her with a mixture of emotions: "Old Guo, I must say I'm impressed this time. Since you dared to bring her to this kind of place, why bother..."

  He stared at her wig and black-framed glasses, shaking his head again and again.

  "Lao He, why hasn't Yang Yifei from your family arrived yet?" Gu Chengge walked over with a calm pace, his tone as light as possible. "Hmph, when she comes, she'll surely stun the whole scene. You can be proud of that, I don't have such vanity."

  Why did he shut his mouth, his expression was solemn, and his appearance looked like he had eaten a fly.

  Zhao Zimo could no longer bear it.

  "Who is Yang Yifei?"

  He Bing finally found an excuse: "Top Secret."

  Zhao Zimo looked at the extreme product with a sulky expression.

  Gu Cheng didn't plan on poking at his brother's sore spot again, and leaned in to ask her: "Want to go dancing?"

  "Want it? Of course I want it!"

  A elegant waltz, Zhao Zimo was originally enthusiastic, but because of the inevitable physical intimacy during the dance, he became tense and frequently stepped on the wrong foot.

  Even stepped on the foot of an extreme product.

  Jī pǐn hěn bù hòu dào de: "Nǐ jǐn zhāng?"

  Translation:

  Extremely mean: "Are you nervous?"

  Tense, of course tense!

  It's all been seen through!

  Zhaizi Mo was flustered, but stiffened his neck and pretended to be calm: "Not nervous at all, just not talented in dancing."

  "Uh-huh, you're not nervous, which is good. You'll get used to it eventually."

  Zhao Zimo: "......"

  Don't say such misleading words, okay? She's very innocent and will take it seriously.

  As the rhythm spun around, a figure that had brushed past caught his attention, and despite the woman's heavy makeup, Zhao Zimo recognized her at a glance.

  "Zhou Dai's mother?"

  The last day of the inheritance case, because of Zhou Dai and Cong Rong's appearance, their mother paid special attention to both of them.

  Gu Cheng's song made her turn around: "Don't look east and west."

  Zhao Zimo felt that his expression was unusual.

  "Jiang Weimeng, a ten-year history of drug use. Currently, the commonly used alias for drugs is 'white coffee'." Gu Chengge leaned in with a dancing step, "A Mo, I'm not here to seek pleasure or entertainment."

  Zhao Zimo: "......"

  Isn't it just following and monitoring people? When did lawyers start doing the work of police uncles?

  The waltz ended, a shrill whistle from the entrance of the dance floor caught everyone's attention, and a beautiful woman with elegance and charm was escorted into the dance floor like a shining star.

  Zhao Zimo also couldn't help but notice and sighed: Women, real mature women! The front bulge and back curve are even more classic than the S-curve!

  Gu Cheng dragged her back to He Bi Zhen, but saw He Bi Zhen with a smelly horse face, his mouth twisted infinitely.

  Zhao Zimo was greatly surprised: What's wrong with Lawyer He?

  "He's feeling very pleased with himself right now."

  He became even more indignant and sorrowful.

  Zhao Zimo was stunned: Is this the expression of Lawyer He's complacent mood? This is too, too, too... one of a kind!

  After a while, Gu Cheng's song became a flower that attracted bees and butterflies, and he went to the dance pool. From time to time, women would go to chat with him and invite him to dance, but he smiled politely and declined, courteous and elegant.

  Of course there are exceptions.

  Zhao Zimo gazed at the top-quality goods and that beautiful woman who combined elegance and charm, spinning in the dance pool. He pouted his mouth once, feeling unfulfilled, and then pouted again, still feeling unfulfilled.

  Isn't this called having fun?

  Yu Guang glanced at He Bi Zheng's face and saw that it was still ugly, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

  "What's wrong, Lawyer He? Are you also jealous?" She suddenly trembled with fear, "You have impure thoughts about Xi Ping, so seeing him dance with someone else makes you uncomfortable?"

  He Bian's face turned even more gloomy: "I'm normal, that woman is Yang Yifei!"

  "She is Yang Yifei's... " Zhao Zimo paused, recalling what Gu Cheng had said earlier, and roughly understood.

  "Oh - so that beauty is from your household." Zhao Zimo concluded, "But what kind of vinegar are you eating?"

  Dancing with her is actually her own brother!

  He Dawei's lawyer said with a hint of resentment: "If things aren't done properly, how can I be expected to swallow my anger?"

  What's with that expression of yours!

  Taking a glance at the charming and elegant Yang Yifei, as well as the extremely handsome and carefree Zhao Zimo, a reluctant realization flashed through his mind: Could it be, could it be that this is the legendary love of Changshan Tan?

  She also lamented: Calamity! It has even affected her own brother!

  He quickly regained his composure: "They're discussing serious matters."

  Zhao Zimo curled his lip: "Since it's a serious matter, why don't you find a decent place to talk!"

  He Bixi: "What kind of vinegar are you eating again?"

  "I didn't!" Zhao Zimo borrowed his previous words. "Since the name is not correct and the words are not smooth, where can I get jealous? Where is the bathroom?"

  "He said: 'Go straight, turn right, then left.'"

  In the bathroom, Zhao Zimo turned around and pressed the flush button, just about to leave, but found his own feet...

  Damn it, I've got cramp in my leg again!

  She squatted down and hugged her calf, twisting it in the opposite direction of the muscle cramp. She gritted her teeth and struggled for half a day before it slightly improved. After standing up, the twisted area still felt numb and painful.

  A woman's voice came from outside the door, Zhao Zimo pulled open the door crack and found that it was Zhou Dai's mother Jiang Zhimeng who was making a phone call, and her conversation... made her quietly retreat.

  Jiang Weimeng said: “...One minute later, take over the package ‘Weng Baihe’, and quickly hand over the white coffee.”

  White Coffee

  Narcotics currently commonly used synonyms.

  Good heavens, separate leadership...

  Isn't this place a den for distributing drugs?

  The phone in Zhao Zimo's pocket suddenly rang, startling him, and he quickly answered it.

  Gu Cheng said over the phone: "A Mo, we should go back."

  "Okay, I'll be right there."

  The toilet door was suddenly pulled open, and Jiang Zhiyuan, with her thick makeup, appeared before him, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

  She stepped forward step by step.

  Zhao Zimo felt that she was in crisis.

  She stiffly revealed a clear and pretty smile: "Auntie, you need to use the restroom, I'm done, you go..."

  She tried to slip away but was blocked.

  Jiang Weaving Dreams' eyes searched: "Little girl looks so familiar, where have we met before?"

  Zhao Zimo calmed down, smiled and said: "In the dance pool outside, you were just dancing, I was also dancing, we must have met before. I'll go out first, my friends are waiting for me outside."

  She quickly bent down and slipped out from under her arm, which was propping up the door, but didn't expect to feel a sudden pain in her foot. The muscle that had just cramped up began to contract again, slowing down this step. Jiang Zhimeng reached out and grabbed her shoulder: "What did you hear just now?"

  "Auntie, what are you talking about?!" Zhao Zimo twisted his body with force and broke free from her grip, enduring the pain of his ankle sprain, and rushed out of the bathroom without looking back.

  She rushed out and found that her wig had been pulled off. She simply took off her black-framed glasses, revealing a stunning face that could topple cities.

  Zhao Zimo didn't know that this would reveal his true nature, just as Ji Pin said "he's a troublemaker"!

  She had just turned around and bumped into three seemingly hooligan young men coming out of the men's restroom.

  One of them whistled and teased: "Hey, this beautiful fairy has descended to the mortal world, running so hastily, are you rushing to throw yourself into my arms?"

  Another two were issued simultaneously □.

  Zhao Zimo was forced to retreat step by step, and just as he didn't know what to do, a short and thin young man came from the direction of the men's restroom, and with a glance at the three of them, one by one, without saying anything, the three hooligans followed him obediently.

  Zhao Zimo looked at the short and thin young man, thought for a moment, and recognized him.

  Haiying District's local snake Yang Bufan! He once intercepted her and Ji Pin's car...

  Uh...

  Zhao Zimo felt that tonight was too strange.

  Gu Cheng sang for a long time but she didn't appear, so he went to look for her.

  "Amu, let's get out of here quickly."

  "What's wrong?"

  "Leave first and then I'll tell you."

  However, before they could exit the dance hall, a group of uniformed police officers armed with real guns rushed in.

  Under police orders, amidst screams and chaos, everyone in the ballroom obediently crouched down with their hands clasped behind their heads.

  Zhao Zimo and Gu Cheng's songs are no exception.

  Zhao Zimo was bewildered by this situation.

  "Drug bust operation."

  However, the police arrived ahead of schedule, and this action may end in failure.