"Miss, have you... have you been to this bar before?" Fatty Wei looked at the drinks in front of him, his suspicions growing. He might not have been quick on the uptake, but he wasn't stupid. He now strongly suspected that the girl was a bar promoter.
Fatty Wei had never experienced it firsthand, but he'd heard Li Jia talk about it. Bars often had pretty girls who eagerly accepted customers' invitations to drink, then earned commissions.
As for anything beyond drinking, ordinary people shouldn't even think about it.
Thinking of the girl's mention of her older sister, Fatty Wei immediately grew wary. Could they be in on it together? Was her sister a bar promoter too? Otherwise, there was no reason for her to be so forward.
He wasn't about to do something stupid like spend money without even getting to touch a hand.
"Come on." The girl raised her glass, a bright smile in her eyes. She looked genuinely happy. "Let's have a drink!"
Once he'd calmed down, Fatty Wei cautiously asked, "Miss, why don't you invite your sister over too? It'd be no fun drinking with just the two of us."
The girl had just taken a sip. The next second, she burst out laughing at Fatty Wei's suggestion, choking on her drink. Bright red liquid ran down her deathly pale chin.
For some reason, the sight should have been beautiful, but Fatty Wei felt a chill run through him.
The drink was far too thick. It came pouring out in a steady stream, almost like blood.
"What are you laughing at?" Fatty Wei was starting to panic. Ever since he'd entered this room, he'd felt uncomfortable all over, as if something were pressing down on him. It was making him increasingly restless.
"You're so cute." The