The Emptire’s Mr. Jun Is Playing The Villain Again - chapter 9

Chapter 9: Sleepless Night Bar
Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

Liu Shiya watched the scene and maliciousness flashed across her charming eyes.

She had been staring downstairs all this time. She almost snapped her nails on the wall, obviously trying to hold back emotions.

After Lan Beichen’s car drove away, her glance fell on Feng Sujin, who had been standing there, and her lips curved upwards eerily.

Next, she made a call, “Get me Feng Sujin’s profile as soon as possible. The more detailed the better.”

After hanging up, Liu Shiya played with her phone and muttered to herself, “Feng Sujin, Lan Beichen is mine. You won’t win him over even if you try, heh…”

…

Feng Sujin stayed there in the dim light of the night for a long time before leaving with stiff legs.

Perhaps because she stood there for too long, her legs felt numb and the way she walked looked awkward and lonely.

Even Lan Beichen didn’t want to help her, let alone a stranger!

The arranged marriage between House Feng and Lan was canceled. Old madam will definitely cut off the funds for her father because of her cold-blooded and cruel personality, and then her father will certainly pass away.

She walked in confusion. She didn’t know how long she had been walking and her legs started to hurt. She heard ear-splitting music before snapping back to reality.

She finally realized that she had stopped outside a bar.

Sleepless Night!

It was a famous, money squandering establishment in Beiquan City for entertaining the young masters of influential officials.

Feng Sujin stared at it in a daze and narrowed her eyes.

“Welcome, miss.”

Feng Sujin remembered that when she was at university, someone said that the pay for dancers and singers here was quite high.

She had injured her feet before and the doctor said that she wouldn’t be able to dance anymore.

But she wanted to try to save her father no matter what, even if she became disabled.

Mother said that dancing is an elegant art. Will she blame her for dancing here?

Feng Sujin couldn’t care less. The only matter she had in mind was to earn money and save her father.

She walked inside blankly and found the front desk. “Hello, may I ask if you are hiring dancers here?”

The male attendant studied Feng Sujian and replied, “We have high standards here, but the pay is high too. You can go on the stage and try. If you are good, we’ll consider hiring you.”

Feng Sujin looked at the clamoring stage; a rock music band was playing and someone was singing.

“What? Do you not have the guts to go on the stage?”

Feng Sujin closed her eyes and took a deep breath. There was nothing she didn’t dare to do.

She merely paused for a second before walking around the front desk, onto the stage. She began to dance with the music, revealing her soft waist and her training in the basic skill of dancing.

Although the bar was noisy and the music was rock, everything seemed chaotic.

But Feng Sujin was immersed in her own dance world as she danced to a gentle and aesthetically pleasing folk dance she choreographed herself. Even her spins and jumps seemed elegant as if she was an angel fallen to the world of mortals.

…

At the same time, in a mansion’s study, Ye Xing finished reporting work before glancing at Jun Mohan and hesitated to speak again.

Jun Mohan glanced at him. “Anything else?”

Ye Xing coughed, “Master Jun, the people down below sent a message reporting that Miss Feng is dancing at Sleepless Night at the moment.”

After hearing Ye Xing’s words, a dim light flashed across Jun Mohan’s eyes, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Ye Xing saw that Master Jun was unconcerned, so he coughed again, “Master Jun, you said that she was unique, so as your subordinate, I made the order to keep an eye on Miss Feng without permission.”