I Don’t Go After Just Anyone

Xia Chen didn’t actually sneak away.

He practically walked off right under Cai Yunfei’s watchful eyes—

His posture looking exactly like… well… someone who had finished watching the show and was leaving as a casual bystander.

And instead of going home, Xia Chen headed straight to his destination for the night.

Royal Diamond Entertainment Club.

The moment Xia Chen arrived at the entrance, he saw the doorman shooting him an unusually “enthusiastic” look.

In reality, the guy wanted to tear him apart.

It was this bastard who had casually shattered his dreams of promotion and a raise. If Xia Chen had just come for a job, maybe he wouldn’t even remember him—but it was that smug, pretentious way he had asked for directions earlier that left a deep impression.

The worst part?

He had actually believed him.

And the result was utter disappointment. The “leader” he thought would praise him had instead turned into a coworker—

And not just any coworker, but a male escort selling his body and soul.

Xia Chen, completely oblivious to the hostility, pulled out a Soft White Sand cigarette and offered one.

“Hey bro, want one?”

The doorman shook his head seriously.

“Sorry, can’t smoke during work hours.”

There was even a hint of reminding Xia Chen in his tone.

Xia Chen didn’t care—since the other guy wouldn’t take it, he just put it in his own mouth.

Just as he leisurely lit it—

A series of footsteps came from the entrance.

The doorman looked up—and first saw a pair of long legs wrapped in stockings, glowing under the lights. Then came a graceful figure and a beautiful face.

He froze.

Half because of her beauty, half because of who she was.

“Y-Ye-Ye-Ye Sister Ye!”

“What are you stuttering for?” Ye Nuan shot him an annoyed glance as she muttered while walking out.

“That idiot still isn’t here… people inside are already getting impatient…”

As she spoke, she walked out—

And met Xia Chen’s face through the drifting smoke.

“Xia Chen?!”

“Sorry, I’m not buying insurance.”

Ye Nuan was instantly furious.

Right in front of the stunned doorman, she strode over to Xia Chen.

Just as the doorman expected her to discipline this rule-breaking guy—

She grabbed Xia Chen’s hand and dragged him inside without hesitation.

“Who’s selling you insurance, idiot! Get in here—Miss Lin has been waiting forever!”

“If she’s in a hurry, she can go to the bathroom. Why drag me?”

“Are you insane?!”

Watching Xia Chen get dragged in like that—

The doorman stood there in shock for a long time before finally snapping out of it.

He pulled out his phone, turned on the front camera, and looked at himself.

“Makes you wonder… if someone as handsome as me would be wasted doing this…”

…

“Why are you still wearing this?”

As Ye Nuan dragged Xia Chen along, she looked at his outfit in disgust—a clean white shirt, denim shorts, and slippers.

Was he here to work or go on vacation?

Xia Chen shrugged.

“I don’t have anything else to wear.”

“I just gave you three thousand today!”

“Didn’t feel like shopping. Clothes shopping gives me a headache.”

“You…”

Just as Ye Nuan was about to scold him—

“Miss Ye?”

Not far ahead, at the entrance of a private room, stood a young woman.

She looked a few years older than girls like Cao Qingyi or Tong Si, yet still very youthful. There was an elegance about her that hinted at a refined upbringing.

After politely calling out to Ye Nuan, her gaze couldn’t help drifting toward Xia Chen.

Having worked in this place for so long, Ye Nuan instantly understood that look.

She immediately let go of Xia Chen and smiled at the woman.

“Ah, sorry to keep you waiting, Miss Lin. I’ve brought him—please don’t blame me.”

Lin Cheng, standing at the door, smiled and nodded.

“It’s fine. Let him come in.”

By “him,” she clearly meant Xia Chen.

Truthfully, before meeting Xia Chen yesterday, Lin Cheng had no intention of coming back.

She had even promised herself she wouldn’t.

Yet today, after just a little persuasion from Sun Yaming, she gave in after a token refusal.

The same group of four women, the same spacious private room.

Ye Nuan leaned in and whispered to Xia Chen.

“Use your skills from yesterday. Do a good job.”

Then she pushed him forward with a smile and left.

After all, someone like Lin Cheng—young, wealthy, and casually throwing around five thousand yuan—was basically a walking money tree.

Xia Chen stepped slowly toward Lin Cheng and looked at her.

Lin Cheng looked at this boy—his youthful face paired with a strangely mature charm—and suppressed the inexplicable flutter in her heart.

She spoke softly.

“You left without a word that day. I feel like I lost out.”

Xia Chen smiled faintly, looking at her delicate face—one that could drive any man crazy—and her bold outfit that accentuated her figure.

But his expression remained calm.

“Leaving when it’s time isn’t unclear. It’s appropriate.”

Lin Cheng curved her lips slightly.

That tone—familiar, and strangely attractive.

“Appropriate…? Sounds like you have experience. Know how to deal with girls?”

“That’s called professional skill.”

“So your profession is being a heartbreaker? I’ve heard guys in places like this are all bad news. Best not get close.”

A hint of meaningful caution appeared in Lin Cheng’s eyes, as if she were actually warning him.

Xia Chen just smiled.

“If you’re afraid I’ll play you, then don’t come to me.”

Then he leaned closer, his gaze locking onto hers as if trapping her in place, and said slowly—

“And besides… I don’t go after just anyone.”