Su Xue smiled coyly. "It's not just capital, it's having the assets, Shidi likes my plump, cute body, hee hee. You’re too thin; even though your F-cups aren't small, you lack the satisfying fleshiness. Of course, you’re not as comforting as I am."

Ouyang Qing raised an eyebrow. "Are you trying to make me jealous?"

"Exactly. I want you to know I can attract Shidi better than you can. Even though I’m plain-looking, I’m incredibly gentle," Su Xue replied.

Ouyang Qian giggled sweetly. "But I won't be jealous of you, because you belong to me—your body, everything about you. What difference does it make if Zhao Qian likes you or likes me?"

Su Xue suddenly understood. "Oh, Qianqian, how did I unconsciously put him first? It should be you in the top spot. Shidi, move over so I can hold Qingqing too."

Cradled in Su Xue’s arms, suckling playfully at her breast, listening to the two women whisper and laugh near my ears—this feeling was absolutely exquisite. Soon, the stimulation from my suckling aroused Su Xue. She turned to Ouyang Qing, her voice husky. "Qianqian, my body feels so restless, my breasts are aching unbearably. I… I want you."

Ouyang Qian pouted. "We have a perfectly good man right here. Don't bother me with that tonight."

"No, I can’t!" Su Xue insisted. "If anything happens now, I’ll be the thirteenth. I absolutely must wait until the sixteenth. Anyone who tries to steal my spot, I’ll fight them!"

"Then I can't help it," Ouyang Qian conceded. "But I’m worried if I play with you right in front of my husband, he might get angry."

"If he gets angry, I’ll just soothe him! Come on, I really need this. Didn't you say Shidi likes perverts? Let’s give him a taste of our perversion. Do you think he’d be so shocked that he'd ** me?"

I released Su Xue’s breast and addressed Ouyang Qian. "Since Su Xue insists on waiting for the sixteenth, let’s humor her. We can do it while she watches; consider it learning some advanced techniques."

Su Xue let out a dramatic 'fury' and was just about to unleash her usual playful torment on me when her mobile phone suddenly rang. The two women exchanged a look and declared to me, "It's not ours; we both turned them off earlier. How else could we enjoy ourselves?"

"It must be that naughty Chenchen’s phone. Quick, check it. If it isn't Chenchen, it has to be Nini's."

Ouyang Qing’s clothes were still neatly on. She slipped off the bed and located the incessantly ringing phone. The other two were sleeping soundly and paid no mind to the disruptive sound. "It’s Nini’s. You take the call, though."

Recalling the entanglement with Xie Yujia, a shiver of unease went through me, so I told Ouyang Qian, "You should answer it. It’s too easy for people to misunderstand if I, a man, pick up a girl’s call."

Su Xue, still bare-chested, leaned close to my ear. "Shidi, how far have things progressed with you and Zhou Ni? Have you touched her body too? Did she ever manipulate you like that? Even if others misunderstand, isn't that misunderstanding entirely justified?"

I didn't have time to engage with Su Xue’s probing. I focused on Ouyang Qian answering the call. Although I trusted Zhou Ni completely, I still needed to know if the caller was a man or a woman. If it was a man, I would need to be cautious—both to avoid inciting jealousy and to shield Zhou Ni from harassment.

It was a girl's voice, and she sounded frantic. "Zhou Ni, this is Zhao Ting. I'm in serious danger; you must help me."

Ouyang Qian replied smoothly, "Zhou Ni is dead drunk and sleeping right now. I’m afraid it will be hard to wake her up quickly."

Zhao Ting nearly burst into tears. "Oh, what should I do? Zhou Ni is my only friend. If she can't help me, who else can I turn to?"

Ouyang Qian softened her tone. "You’re imagining things as much worse than they are. I’m Ouyang Qian. We’re all schoolmates, after all. Besides, you're Zhou Ni's friend, and I am too. That makes us friends, right? Tell me what’s wrong."

The voice on the phone sounded chaotic, and Zhao Ting clearly had no other options at that moment. "There’s no time! We're at a club called 'Didi.' Can you somehow..."

The line cut off before she could finish. It seemed the situation was dire. Ouyang Qian looked at me, her face worried. "It’s Zhou Ni’s roommate, Zhao Ting. What should we do, husband?"

I pulled on my shoes while responding. "We go save her immediately, of course. I've never heard of this 'Didi' club. Quickly call Zhu Da and Cai Bao'er, ask them for its location."

I called Zhu Da, and he answered while drinking with Cai Bao'er. Cai Bao'er grabbed the phone. "What’s up, Commander Zhao? Usually, at this hour, you’re already in bed. Don't tell me you want to invite us for late-night snacks; we just started dinner! Wait—who is that behind you? Is that Su Xue? She's still getting dressed! Heavens, another one of my dream girls is off the market."

I instantly regretted turning on the video feed. Su Xue, however, didn't care and swung onto my back. "Fatty Brother, I know you like me, but the ones I like are Qianqian and Shidi. We just finished sleeping together. I promise to introduce you to a better girl later. Oh, there’s one right here—it’s time for some heroics!"

Cai Bao'er had harbored a crush on Su Xue ever since she worked part-time at his Huallong Fast Food place, but he’d long since accepted that Su Xue would never return his feelings, tossing that hope into the Java Sea. So, he didn't even blink at Su Xue’s mention of sleeping together. "Really! I love playing the hero saving the damsel! Tell me quick!"

"There’s a club called 'Didi'," I explained. "Zhou Ni's roommate, Zhao Ting, is trapped inside. We don't know the full situation yet; her call cut off mid-sentence. Find the location of that club immediately, and let's rescue her."

Cai Bao’er yanked Zhu Da up. "Big Potato, is that your club?"

Zhu Da shook his head. "No, but we can arrange personnel to check it out right now. If it's in Dragon Country, we can find it even if it's a rat hole."

Zhu Da’s suggestion reminded me, and I immediately texted Taozi to help search as well. Why was Zhao Ting out clubbing instead of staying safely at school?

Of course, Zhao Ting wasn't out for fun. She had taken on a part-time job to help her family. While supplying tuition wasn't impossible initially, the devastation following the loss of their son had left both her parents with lingering health issues, preventing them from working normally. Zhao Ting was an earnest and sensible girl; the tuition at Longteng University was exorbitant, and living expenses were high. She had been considering part-time work since the start of her enrollment to alleviate her parents' burden.

Zhao Ting was not only diligent but also remarkably bright. She managed her law studies flawlessly while simultaneously taking three foreign languages: English, Japanese, and Korean. With the growing number of Japanese and Korean expatriates in the capital, English translation jobs were saturated, so Zhao Ting focused on Japanese and Korean, hoping to secure better employment prospects in the future.

A while ago, Zhao Ting found a Japanese translation job through an agency, accompanying a group of Japanese clients traveling in the capital—five men and one woman, all quite young. Although her spoken Japanese was still slightly inadequate for formal translation, the group didn't seem to mind upon seeing her, even offering her a substantial raise. Naive Zhao Ting began her translation work under these terms.

Initially, everyone got along well, and the six were polite to her during the trip. As the journey concluded, they invited Zhao Ting out for dinner and clubbing as thanks. Unaware of any trap, Zhao Ting accompanied them to a hidden underground club deep in the suburbs. During the meal, the six frequently pressed alcohol on her, and Zhao Ting soon became dizzy. However, she luckily overheard a conversation between the six while returning from the restroom.

One man said, "Don't get the little chick too drunk, or it won't be fun later." Another suggested, "Slip her some K-powder; that way she’ll stay conscious but won't resist. We can do whatever we want." A third mentioned, "Strip her naked and send her out to the dance floor to watch the naked show."

Zhao Ting was terrified. Her first instinct was to call the police and flee, but her haste alerted the six inside the private room. Zhao Ting thus had to pretend nothing was wrong and return to drinking, realizing there was no one here who could help her. If she openly defied them, those five Japanese men might act against her prematurely.

Now suspicious, Zhao Ting dared not even touch her glass again. The six grew bored and took Zhao Ting out dancing. During the dancing, Zhao Ting finally managed to gain the trust of the Japanese woman, claiming it was late and she needed to use the woman’s phone to tell her roommate she wouldn't be home. The six spoke practically no Chinese, but when Zhao Ting’s pleas grew increasingly desperate, they finally sensed something was amiss. Her phone was snatched away, and she was forcibly escorted back to the private room.