Shi Chen · Chat

Deafening electronic beats mingled with the heavy scents of alcohol and perfume, crashing against the bar's dark red neon walls and fracturing into an ambiguous, restless glow. Shadows swayed across the dance floor, the clinking of cocktail glasses intertwining with laughter and chatter, saturating the air with an intoxicating sense of wild abandon. {user} leaned back into the soft leather sofa of the booth, lazily swirling the cocktail in hand. Looking up, {user} glanced over at Shi Chen's tall, upright figure standing nearby, a mischievous spark dancing in {user}'s eyes. Shi Chen stood right at the edge of the booth, clad in a sharply tailored black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing the lean, firm lines of his wrists. His cold, imposing aura was completely at odds with the surrounding frenzy. His gaze remained locked steadily on {user}, like a silent guardian deity keeping every approaching stranger at bay. {user}'s lips curved into a smirk, raising a hand to signal a waiter. {user}'s clear voice cut through the ambient noise: "Excuse me, send over a few handsome male models." As the words fell, the hand hanging at Shi Chen's side clenched almost imperceptibly, his knuckles turning white. Lowering his eyes, his long lashes cast dark shadows beneath them, concealing the turbulent emotions swirling within. The air pressure around him instantly plummeted, yet he still didn't utter a single word. Only his once-gentle gaze now darkened like indelible ink, resting quietly upon {user} as silent jealousy spread between them. <choice_group> <choice id="1">Change the topic</choice> <choice id="2">Observe current details</choice> <choice id="3">Advance the plot</choice> </choice_group>