Jiang Junyi heard the movement and turned his head for a glance. It was a woman in a white dress, her brows filled with sorrow that would not melt away.
Her features were lovely, her bearing graceful.
Jiang Junyi only looked once before paying her no more attention, and that glance was only because the drink she ordered was rather rare.
Feng Liuliu raised a brow. "All right."
Forget Worry—just as its name implied, only someone hiding a sorrow vast as the heavens in their heart would order this drink.
It was not light at all. On the contrary, it was fiercely spicy.
Strong alcohol paired with a special beverage created a hot, hazy effect that made one forget their worries.
"Ding-ling~"
The bell at the door rang again.
A burly figure slowly walked toward the bar. Since Jiang Junyi and the others all had their backs turned, he did not notice them.
"Shopkeeper, do you take on resident singers here?"
Feng Liuliu, who was in the middle of shaking a drink, turned around. When she saw who had arrived, a half-smile appeared on her face. "Mm~ I think we do~"
Resident singer?
That piqued Jiang Junyi's interest. He turned around with great curiosity, but the expression on his face instantly froze. "You..."
"Huh? Isn't that the manager of the cake shop?" Su Ling turned her head at the sound and looked at Number One in surprise.
Number One wiped his face. He could run into them even here?
"Yes."
A curious look appeared on Wan Qingyun's face. "Could this be the manager's hobby?"
"Ah, life forced my hand. I owe someone five hundred thousand." Number One sighed.
Feng Liuliu smiled. "Ah~ Five hundred thousand, huh? That's no small sum."
Number One clenched his fists. Damn Feng Liuliu! I really