Ever since Liu Mang approached the mixed-race girl at the bar, Lin Ziyan had been watching.
She had noticed the mixed-race girl earlier and saw several aggressive animals who tried to hit on her walk away with their tails between their legs.
When Liu Mang went over, Lin Ziyan thought he would also get rejected.
But to her surprise, not only was he not rejected, the mixed-race girl seemed excited to chat with him.
However, separated by more than ten meters and with the noise in the bar, Lin Ziyan couldn't hear what the two were talking about.
But from the looks of it, the mixed-race girl seemed very interested in Liu Mang.
Lin Ziyan didn't understand what was so good about Liu Mang. Was he really that handsome that the mixed-race girl took an interest in him so quickly?
Driven by curiosity, Lin Ziyan, holding her glass, walked over to the bar and sat on a high stool next to the mixed-race girl, placing her canvas bag on the counter.
