A'niu tossed the shredded contract into the paper shredder.
"Get up, dress up, let's go for a walk."
A'niu extended his hand to Rose.
"Stop it, I really have a terrible headache right now."
The thought of the bar being sold soon made Rose feel as if her heart was about to split open.
She was twenty-seven this year and had never been in a relationship, let alone married.
Many people were puzzled as to why a young and beautiful woman like her was always single.
Some said she was too picky, others said she didn't like men, and there were those who said she was damaged goods that a decent family wouldn't want, and she looked down on those who were less than decent.
In fact, none of that was true.
The most important reason was that Rose devoted all her energy and time to the bar.
She treated the bar as her lover, partner, and even her child.
Night Color Bar, from its preparation to opening, to the operation in the later phase.
Rose was involved in the whole process.
