"That's right, I am talking about Jia Dandan," said Mo Qiang with a sweet and slick smile on her face. "From what I found out about you and your bar, it seems like there are only a few notable customers and among them is Jia Dandan."
Hao Yan blinked her watery eyes as she nodded with a troubled look on her face. She replied, "Indeed, Jia Dandan is my college friend and he likes the drinks and cocktails that I make with the wine-flavoured solutions."
"However, he is rather picky over a lot of things and wouldn't just accept anything," as she spoke her eyes turned more and more red. A second later Hao Yan spoke in a squeaky, trembling voice, "I am not good with words and the only reason Dandan drinks the cocktails that I make is because he trusts me."
"He thinks I am too honest and would not spike his drink. So if Miss Qiang thinks that I can ask him for any sort of help then you can forget it," she added sourly. "I—I don't have such ability."
