Shangguan Yu withdrew his gaze, leaning back in his seat, somewhat listlessly nested in the car chair, staring at the roof of the car in a daze, lost in thought...
The inside of the car was somewhat dark.
The atmosphere felt heavy and melancholic.
He seemed to be reminded of something sad, and his eyes gradually warmed, brimming with tears.
As if trapped in a painful memory, unable to extricate himself.
A burst of car horns suddenly jolted Shangguan Yu awake.
He sat up straight and slapped his face a couple of times.
Then he took a deep breath, glanced at the entrance of the bar, finally started the engine, pressed down on the accelerator, and left the place...
As soon as Gu Yao entered the bar, she attracted the attention of many men, their brazen, lustful gazes and wolf whistles made her feel queasy.
Ignoring the advances of those men, she went straight to the bar counter, ordered a few drinks, and started downing them.
