She actually remembered!
The millennium-old fox had become a spirit!
Gu Yihuan, with her cheeks flushed with irritation, said fiercely, "Don't you dare tell my fourth brother about that!"
Wen Changling put on an innocent expression, "Which incident?"
"It's just..." Gu Yihuan, frustrated, grabbed a handful of her hair, "That incident!"
Wen Changling replied in a nonchalant tone, "Oh."
"..."
It was like punching a ball of cotton.
At nine in the evening, Aoting Bar.
On stage, the band's lead singer was absorbed in his performance, belting out rock music. During the climax, he jumped higher than his own high notes.
At the left booth, two young girls were drinking.
"Is that guy the lead singer?"
"Seems like he's one of the lead singers."
"He can be a lead singer with that off-key singing?"
"Well, he's the bar owner."
"No wonder. He is quite handsome though."
