"Hurry and get out of my sight!" Jin Qingyue hollered while chasing Long Tianze out.
As he exited the door, Long Tianze was panicking. Little did he expect that Jin Qingyue's attitude towards him would remain the same even after all this time — she still detested the sight of him.
The sky turned pitch black as the sun set and night arrived. It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Jin Qingyan arrived at the Night Genie bar.
"Good evening, Mr. Jin," greeted Anbao as he approached his car.
"Has your boss kicked the bucket?" asked Jin Qingyan.
"No, he's still alive," Anbao answered.
"That's good," Jin Qingyan locked his car and walked towards the bar.
Taking a seat at his usual spot, Jin Qingyan crossed a leg over another and reached out for the glass of whisky on the waiter's plate. "You insisted on having me come all the way here. What's the matter?" he asked, looking at a tipsy Long Tianze.
