Inside Xingyue Bar.
The business in the morning was clearly mediocre, but there were still some patrons who liked to have a drink at the bar during the day.
Zhou Mei had arrived at the bar early in the morning. When she and Chen Hao parted ways the day before yesterday, she had obtained his mobile number. However, when she called him during the day yesterday, no one answered. At first, she thought he might be busy at work, and then in the evening, she encountered the same result, which made Zhou Mei feel anxious.
Even though Chen Hao was formidable, at least in Zhou Mei's eyes he seemed invincible, it was precisely because she cared so much about him that she easily grew worried, especially since she hadn't been able to contact him all day.
"Old Nine, how's the person you were asked to check on?" Zhou Mei was drinking absentmindedly when she suddenly saw someone enter through the bar's entrance and promptly called out.
