On the top floor of Ming Yun Private Kitchen…
The red wine had gone to his head. The light-headedness coupled with the gentle night breeze made Pei Qian feel slightly hazier.
He retrieved his cell phone and downloaded Shenhua's application store. Once again, he confirmed that Bloody Battle Song's mobile version was now first place on the chart.
Alright, everything that had happened earlier was real.
Pei Qian heaved a long sigh.
How upsetting…
When he heard the grievous news, he felt like gray clouds had suddenly blocked the sun from his life. All of a sudden, he was at a loss as to what to do.
The good thing was that he was already used to this feeling.
After all, it was not the first or second time that everything was going awry. He had learned enough from his past.
Oh, no. To put it more accurately, he had learned how to adjust his own mood after things went awry.
