She rarely wore makeup, and all the stuff in front of her had been filched from Shuang Niuniu.
She had no choice, if she wanted to fight for turf and get money, she couldn't skimp on her own aura. No matter what, she had to look the part, since the ones at fault were them.
She carefully made up her face, chose a loose-fitting but stylish outfit that wouldn't seem out of place in that setting, and let down her hair that was usually tied up in a bun while she was in the army.
With lightly curled hair tips, a vibrant little beauty emerged.
What a pity, she wasn't heading out for a beauty contest, but to collect debts.
On the other side, Shu Shuang was stunned with her phone in hand. When Lian Qiao asked about the situation at Tangdu Nightclub, she spilled everything she knew.
Who would've thought, the girl would end the conversation with a declaration of picking a fight.
