The night at 5201 was ebullient and intoxicating.
Xia Yiwan, dragging Yan Xia, pushed open the door to one of the private rooms.
In the spacious luxury room that can accommodate thirty or forty people, people were singing and drinking.
Chen Yan and Long Yawu were seated on the sofa in the center, holding wine glasses and having a conversation.
Seeing Xia Yiwan come in, Long Yawu enthusiastically waved her hand, "Yiwan, you're here, come join us." Long Yawu stood up, giving a warm welcome.
Xia Yiwan, leading Yan Xia, greeted Chen Yan and then sat on a sofa further away.
"Wanwan, why are you sitting so far away? Come join us." Long Yawu came over with a smile.
Xia Yiwan laughed and looked at her, "My stomach isn't feeling well, I can't drink. You guys carry on."
"It's okay to have a little," Long Yawu persuaded.
"If Yiwan isn't feeling well, maybe we shouldn't make her drink," Shi Beixi intervened with a smile.
