Chapter 162 How on earth did these people dare to do this?

Bai Qingming felt so awkward that his toes were frantically curling inside his shoes, practically digging out a three-bedroom apartment with a living room, attic, and swimming pool.

Meanwhile, the live chat exploded in an instant.

"This story teaches us a valuable lesson: when you drive someone else's car without permission, there's a chance someone else is also driving yours."

"If I remember correctly, wife-swapping is illegal, right?"

"It's only illegal if both parties are kept in the dark. In this current situation, it's mutual cheating—not illegal, but certainly unethical."

"Brothers, I'm going to do my homework first. Call me when the fight starts."

...

Countless chat messages scrolled past. The viewers chattered endlessly, exclaiming that this had truly opened their eyes.

Isn't this much more entertaining than fighting a mistress?
Young people these days really know how to have fun.

The four of them looked at each other, completely ignoring Bai Qingming caught right in the middle. Of course, they had no idea that they had become the subjects of Bai Qingming's livestream, and that tens of millions of people were watching them at this very moment.

Then, the climax arrived.

After a brief silence, none of the four knew what to say.

Finally, the guy who couldn't even fit the smallest size of condoms broke the silence first.

"How about... all together?" he asked tentatively.

Hearing this, the eyes of the other three lit up simultaneously.

At that moment, a shameless and uninhibited thought arose in the minds of all four of them in unison.

"Wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate?"

Although one of the guys said this, his eyes had already betrayed his inner thoughts.

"What's inappropriate about that? The more people, the more exciting it is."

"Well, I guess we could give it a try."

"Let's go to my place; my bed is big and soft."

The two guys hit it off immediately and reached a consensus. Thinking about playing a game like this for the first time, they felt a lingering sense of anticipation.

The two girls didn't say anything either, silently giving their consent.

As soon as those words fell, the four of them left happily.

Bai Qingming stood frozen in place with a look of utter shock, feeling his worldview collapse.

At this exact moment, the viewers in front of their screens also dropped their jaws in absolute astonishment.

"Holy crap, you can play it like this too?"

"That is shockingly mind-blowing!"

"You love me, I love you, Mixue Ice Cream is sweet and true."

"Asking for a friend, when they said all four of them together, were they going to play mahjong?"

"Yes, yes, yes, exactly, mahjong! May I ask if anyone here wants to play mahjong? I'm a guy, need one more, nearby players slide into my DMs."

"I can't even be bothered to lecture you perverts. Do you really think having four people together brings no joy? No, you're wrong—the joy of having four people together is something you can't even begin to imagine!"

...

Back home.

Bai Qingming was the only one in the house; the fierce woman was not around.

Daxiaomei had originally planned to use this Qixi Festival to force herself upon Bai Qingming once again. However, the moment she remembered how her previous attempt at forced romance ended up with her being tied up inside a duvet by this heartless man while the heater blew hot air on her all night, she naturally dismissed the thought.

Word had it that Zhou Shuyi was also spending Qixi alone, so Daxiaomei had gone to find her to huddle together for warmth.

After giving it some thought, Bai Qingming reached out to Old Wang, intending to get completely drunk with him tonight.

Nighttime.

While the two of them were drinking and chatting, Old Wang suddenly received a text message.

Glancing at his phone, Old Wang smiled faintly and looked at Bai Qingming with a mysterious expression.

"Stop drinking for a second. Come on, little bro, I'll take you to a good place."

"What kind of place?" Bai Qingming asked curiously.

Old Wang smiled mysteriously.

"Don't ask, just follow me."

And so, Old Wang brought Bai Qingming to an upscale club.

Ever since Old Wang had been caught soliciting prostitutes once and subsequently released, he had fallen passionately in love with this activity. No romance involved, strictly business—Old Wang loved this model.

Ever since then, many clubs bore the traces of Old Wang's presence. There wasn't a single place he didn't know about, whether it was where new girls had arrived or whose masseuses had the most tricks up their sleeves. In short, wherever Old Wang went, a new VIP membership was bound to be created.

Qixi Festival had arrived, and the club before them was currently hosting a massive singles mingling event for young men and women. To clarify, this was a decent, legitimate mingling event; admission required a membership card, and everyone present was single, aiming simply to chat and make friends.

However, despite calling it chatting and making friends, everyone knew full well what it actually entailed—those who understood, understood.

Having just seen the message in a WeChat group, Old Wang immediately brought Bai Qingming rushing over.

Flashing his golden VIP card, a waiter informed them that the event was on the second floor, so the two entered the elevator guided by directions.

"Hold on."

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a voice suddenly rang out.

When the newcomer stepped into the elevator and caught sight of Bai Qingming, he looked rather surprised.

"What a coincidence, bro. Never expected I'd run into you here."

This person turned out to be Principal Wang.

Bai Qingming hadn't expected to see Principal Wang here either, and the two greeted one another.

Upon hearing that Bai Qingming was here looking for some fun, Principal Wang immediately patted his chest.

"What's so fun about the second floor? This club is owned by a friend of mine. Come on, I'll take you up to the fifth floor; the programs up there are actually interesting."

With that said, Bai Qingming followed Principal Wang up to the fifth floor.

Since Old Wang was Bai Qingming's friend, he also hitched a ride and made it to the fifth floor.

The fifth floor of the club was luxuriously decorated, and a singles mixer was being held here as well. However, the people able to reach the fifth floor possessed extraordinary status; the men were mostly second-generation heirs, while the women were either celebrities or daughters of wealthy families.

As soon as the three stepped out of the elevator, a waiter immediately walked up and handed each of them a mask.

Make no mistake, the event being hosted here was also entirely proper and legitimate; wearing masks was simply to protect personal privacy. Moreover, when no one could tell who anyone else was, playing along became even more thrilling, allowing both men and women to shed their inhibitions and let loose.

Without overthinking it, the three put on their masks and entered the hall.

As soon as they walked in, a group of men and women dancing passionately came into view. Meanwhile, someone by the entrance was handing out good-luck bags.

"What are these for?"

Bai Qingming picked up a good-luck bag, looking somewhat puzzled.

"It's just a little game," Principal Wang explained from the side.

"Everyone who comes here gets a good-luck bag containing a blank slip of paper. Whether guys or girls, anyone can freely write whatever thoughts or questions they want on it, and then hang it in a designated spot."

"Of course, you don't have to write anything; you can just go and unpack someone else's bag. If you open a bag belonging to the opposite sex, you can write a reply on it. Just don't forget to write your name and contact info before putting the bag back."

"When tonight's event wraps up, the owner of the bag will check it. If they are satisfied with your response, they can use your contact info to find you, and then you guys do whatever you want, parting ways without entanglement once dawn breaks."

"Oh right, if the handwriting inside the bag is red, it was written by a girl. If it's purple, it was left by a guy. Don't mix them up."

After Principal Wang's thorough explanation, Bai Qingming couldn't help but feel amazed.

They didn't know each other at all, yet just by looking at a good-luck bag, they dared to go hook up? What if they ended up meeting an absolute troll of a date? How on earth did these people have the nerve to do this?