This was a cocktail that Ji Dong seldom mixed in his previous life, and it was a fairly common one. He chose it because it was the first thing that came to mind. The gentle woman who was as passionate as fire in his heart had ultimately formed the color of this fine drink.
The name of this cocktail was: Femme Fatale. Yes, the Femme Fatale that was deeply etched in Ji Dong's heart.
Once Yang Bingtian finished his drink, he left. After drinking the Femme Fatale, he too seemed to be affected by the emotional resonance in the wine. It seemed as if he was reminded of something and after bidding Ji Dong farewell, he returned to his room. Meanwhile, Ji Dong sank into the vivid memories in his heart, falling asleep at some unknown time.
By early morning, Ji Dong was awoken by the urgent knocking on his door. Upon opening it, he was greeted by the friends he had recently made, Bi Su and Carl.
