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Chapter 16 Part 1 Karaoke Suspicion
At the karaoke, the three booked a private room.
At first, Beigong Lingyu was a bit reserved; she admitted honestly it was her first time in a place like this. But under Aunt's lead, she warmed up fast. The two women, arms over each other's shoulders, completely took over the two microphones.
Qi could only curl up in a corner, watching them perform to their hearts' content while enduring the sonic torture of a musical style he didn't like. He began to regret calling Aunt at all.
"Should've just gone home to sleep. Whether Beigong has a place to go or not what's it to me? This brat's beaten me up for days, and now Aunt's treating her to karaoke…"
After a while, an urgent need sent Qi out to the restroom. As he reached the door, a man in a trench coat was walking out.
Qi didn't register it at first, but as the man brushed past, he realized the trench coat looked very familiar. After he finished and washed up, it hit him like a bolt: "No wonder it looked familiar I stared at that coat for over ten minutes before."
He hurried back out, but the man had vanished.
"No mistake that's the same guy who was with Mom in the park. If he's here, then Mom might be in this karaoke as well!" The thought slammed into him.
He narrowed it down quickly: the building had four floors and a restroom on each. If the man was using this floor's restroom, there was a good chance his private room and Mom's were on this floor as well. "No way I can let Mom spot me here late at night, singing with Aunt; she'll suspect. I have to tell Aunt."
He rushed back and pulled Aunt aside mid-song, explaining in a hurry.
Aunt was unruffled. "Are you dumb? It's not us who should be afraid to see your mom it's your mom who shouldn't want to see us. Don't forget, she said she was working late. It's the weekend; what's wrong with an aunt taking her nephew out, especially with a classmate along? She sees us, she'll be the one dodging. And even if she does see us, she won't bring it up because that'd be admitting to you she lied. Your mom cares a lot about her good image in her son's eyes. Now scram Aunt's vibing."
She dove back into singing with Beigong.
Qi had to admit Aunt's logic was sound, and relaxed somewhat. But a nameless unease gnawed at him, a feeling tied not to Aunt or Beigong but to Mom. A feeling that something might happen to her.
He slipped back into the corridor and walked the floor, studying carefully. Soon a room near the emergency stairwell drew his suspicion. Its door was shut tight, but the music blared so loudly it grated even in the hall. Staff exchanged irritated looks, but "the customer is king," so they let it go.
The tracks were mostly heavy disco. People did sometimes rock out in private rooms rather than dance halls but they typically chose large rooms with space. From staff chatter, this was a small room. The one Qi and Aunt had was small barely over ten square meters. Subtract sofa, table, console, and there was maybe four or five square meters to move. Rocking out in such a cramped space felt off.
A large group suddenly arrived on the floor looked like a small company's team outing and most staff rushed to serve them. Qi seized the chance to approach the odd room. It was sealed tight; save for opening the door, there was no way to see inside. He was still thinking when footsteps approached the door from within.
Qi sidestepped into the emergency stairwell and leaned against the wall, head down, phone out posing like someone fleeing the noise to play on his phone.
Out stepped the trench-coat man. Using the corner of his eye, Qi studied him properly for the first time. No doubt about it handsome, with sharp brows, a high nose, bright eyes, firm lips, an athletic build. He looked like he could be a leading man in any genre.
The man glanced Qi's way vaguely, unconcerned, then stepped into the stairwell too, a few paces off, answering a call. When he spoke, Qi seethed with envy: a deep, magnetic voice. From the content, he seemed to be some kind of coach, arranging outdoor adventure and camping coordinating a unit's staff for an offsite trip.
Call over, the man went back in. As he pushed the door, Qi caught a split-second glimpse: at least three people were inside, tangled together on the sofa. At least two were naked.
The door shut. Qi hadn't had time to tell the sexes but his body began to tremble. He hadn't seen clearly, but he felt Mom was inside. Despair, pain, anger, humiliation every emotion crashed over him.
He'd told himself he had accepted Mom's promiscuity, even believed he could tolerate her affair with "Uncle Jun." But this Mom in a group orgy he could not accept.
He forced himself to think. "Storm in? Absolutely not. I'm a 13-year-old no match for grown men. And that room surely has more than just trench-coat. I need Aunt to decide."
Though the central HVAC kept the place comfortable, Qi shook all the way back to their room. He couldn't stop trembling.
He pushed the door open. Aunt and Beigong were at the console picking songs. Both jumped at the sight of him.
"Come," he waved to Aunt. She stepped over. "What now?"
He dragged her out and stammered the whole thing.
"You think your mom is inside? But you didn't see clearly?"
"It was just a blink how could I? But I felt it she's in there."
"But you did see people naked?"
"Clear as day. Someone's naked in there."
Aunt suddenly looked eager. "Whether your mom's in there doesn't matter! As long as we can confirm indecent acts, that's enough." She let out a cold little laugh, and immediately dialed. "Hello, the bureau? Team Zhao, please. Yes it's Li Jingyi from the Cultural Bureau…"
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