The two girls at the entrance greeted Ye Chen and then covered their mouths and giggled. Ye Chen paused, startled. Had they heard about what had just happened? Impossible, right? The soundproofing on the second floor was quite good, wasn't it?
"Hehe, there's a lipstick mark on Ye Chen's face."
"Could it be Ms. Yan's?"
"Whose else could it be if not Ms. Yan's!"
The two girls whispered among themselves until Ye Chen had walked far enough away, then they dared to raise their voices slightly.
Ye Chen left the bar with a relaxed stride, having for the first time exercised a man's right. That feeling was truly incomparable to smoking, drinking, or getting into fights. No wonder people say it's easy to get addicted to this kind of thing.
