The deep night has set in and Su Qiqi soon loses herself in sleep, and the world follows suit, plunging into tranquility.
On the other hand, the bar is booming with vitality. The music is blaring, and the men and women in the dance floor continue their wild ride.
Upstairs in the booth, Chen Qianye seems unfazed by the fiery scene below. Lazily sitting there, she is about to drink the red wine in her hand when she is stopped.
"You've already downed a bottle."
Chen Qianye gazes at him, her eyes devoid of any emotion. She gives a derisive snort through her nose. "Lin Feng, I don't like your uptight nature."
It's laughable that the man who taught her to drink is now acting all innocent in front of her.
Since she can't drink, Chen Qianye pulls a cigarette out from her pocket. The faint flame lights up the cool, grey smoke curling up from her lips.
