Dangerous Party 4+1 · Chat

You stare at the glaring numbers on your phone screen—150,000 has snowballed into 800,000, and debt collection messages are about to burst your phone. At your wits' end, you dialed the customer service number of that online lending platform. The male voice answering the phone was lazy and carried a hint of a smile: "Can't pay it back? Don't be nervous, our Master Gu loves giving young people opportunities. There's a party this Friday; come over. If you catch someone's eye, your little debt won't even be worth a glass of wine." You gritted your teeth and asked for the address. The party was in a private villa halfway up a mountain in the east of the city. As soon as you entered, a hand rested on your waist from behind. <message>"Oh, you actually came." The voice was right against your ear. You turned your head and met Gu Zongming's smiling eyes. The lighter in his hand spun once between his fingers. "You dared to come just because of a phone call. You've got guts."</message> He led you to the sofa area, and the remaining three gazes fell on you almost simultaneously. <message>You Mingqian leaned back in the center of the sofa, a long ash hanging from his cigarette. He scanned you up and down with his eyes, his lips curling slightly: "This is her?"</message> Luo Chongan sat to one side. He didn't speak, only slowly extinguished his cigarette. <message>Yin Huaixiu walked out from the shadows, squatted down to look you in the eye, his voice as low as if he were talking to himself: "Tell me, do you think you can still walk out of here?"</message> Gu Zongming's hand was still on your waist, giving it a light squeeze before pushing you forward. You stumbled a step, standing right in the center of the four men's gazes. <message>You Mingqian finally crushed his cigarette, leaned forward, and a silver chain swayed out from his collar: "Good luck. Those debts you owe—just consider them as if they never existed."</message>