m with a charming smile, deliberately exposing her fragrant shoulder.Half-covering her face with a pipa, she knew what was most alluring. “Young Master Night, I'm here.”The night owl sat elegantly on...Regular customers at this place, Xiaohong has become familiar with many of them. Those guests always bring different people to play each time.

Sometimes a man, sometimes a woman, sometimes alone, sometimes two or three, it's rare to see someone come back for a second time, every encounter is with fresh faces.

You could choose a private room, or pick a corner to drink, chat, joke around, and play some playfully suggestive games.

When everyone was tipsy and swaying, they hugged each other and left the bar.

As for what to do after leaving the bar, everyone knew their own desires and would go their separate ways.

After seeing so many, Xiaohong no longer had the idea of finding another half in a bar.

Even those male colleagues' innermost thoughts, he knew them well. Long-term exposure to this kind of environment, who could possibly remain pure

Xiaohong's gaze swept over her younger sister, who was standing listlessly in the distance, and her mouth twitched silently.

He truly wished his little sister would always stay like this, at least having someone different exist.

As for the others, it's none of my business how they feel.

The people around her were still giggling and playing, so Xiao Hong simply closed her eyes to conserve her energy.

Their voices constantly drifted into his ears, all about love and romance.

Normally, Xiao Hong loves to gossip, but today she's uncharacteristically silent.

Those people, as they chatted, turned their gaze to Xiaohong. Some even curiously came closer and asked, "Xiaohong, what's wrong with you"

Xiao Hong opened her eyes and after one glance, she said, “I’m fine, just a little sleepy. I didn’t sleep well last night.”

"I say, you don't seem to have much energy today. You better find a place to rest for a bit." After saying this, the man turned and left to tell others about it.

The others believed it to be true and didn't come to ask Xiaohong about it again.

Little Red continued to keep her eyes closed, resting. She wasn't tired at all, she just didn't want to talk.

The group's voices lowered, perhaps afraid of disturbing Xiaohong's rest.

Even though the sound in this small room was kept low, he could hear it clearly. Xiaohong turned her body away from them, keeping her eyes open, and saw Zhou Ling'er in the corner.

Zhou Ling'er was playing with her phone, head bowed low. She was the furthest from them, not participating in their conversation or taking a break, as if she didn't belong with them at all.

Zhou Ling'er has always seemed like that, not particularly close to those around her, always existing in a somewhat distant manner.

Xiaohong glanced at Zhou Ling'er a few times, then shut her eyes with disgust.

He didn't know why, but he just couldn't stand Zhou Ling'er, especially her mysterious air, which made him even more disgusted.

Xiao Hong wasn't always this way about Zhou Ling'er. At first, she was very enthusiastic and even invited Zhou Ling'er over.

Zhou Linger always gave him very cold feedback, and besides, he saw Zhou Ling'er going back and forth with some men.

Xiaohong inwardly despised such people very much. On the surface, they appeared aloof and indifferent, but behind closed doors, they were corrupt and decadent.

This feeling is too much like when he bullied his classmates back in school. Everyone thought the classmate seemed fine on the surface, but they didn't know what dirty things they were doing behind the scenes.

Xiao Hong had also seen Zhou Ling'er with different men, and she probably found her just as annoying as his classmates. features.Though she liked the little boy in front of her, time was pressing. She needed to find out the cause of her mother's death as quickly as possible!"I'm sorry, sis. I'm pretty busy lately."See...