Liu Mang didn't leave Dafuhao Bar until after nine o'clock in the morning.
The heavy rain had poured all night and finally stopped, but the sky was still gloomy with no sign of the sun.
Without a particular destination in mind, Liu Mang wandered aimlessly on the street. He hadn't gone far when he sensed something was off — someone was following him.
Turning his head, he saw it was Luo Li.
Realizing Liu Mang had turned around, Luo Li hurriedly tried to hide, but there was nowhere to take cover, so she faced Liu Mang and cursed under her breath at how cunning he was.
Liu Mang waved her over, "Hey, girl, are you following me because you think I'm handsome and you're planning to make a move, or are you just looking for a chance to bump me off?"
"You really are something, you know? I'm not harboring any thoughts of hurting you, much less pushing you down."
"Then why are you following me?"
"I, I, I was thinking..." Luo Li stammered, unable to articulate her thoughts.
