Night Color, as always, was ablaze with neon lights and alcohol.
Here, everyone seemed to be wearing a smile.
You couldn't see through their smiles to the sadness they were hiding, just as they couldn't see through your weariness to the remnants of your last night's tears.
Jiang Moxi suddenly appeared on the ninth floor, catching even the manager by surprise.
"Moxi, why are you here for work? Weren't you off until tomorrow night?"
"Since I had nothing to do at home, I just came straight to work," Jiang Moxi said with a smile.
But her real purpose for coming to work was to meet with Fu Youhan and explain things to him.
However, Jiang Moxi felt this was none of the others' business and didn't disclose it.
After changing into her service uniform, she asked the manager, "Is the private room occupied tonight?"
"Yes!" was the manager's reply.
Jiang Moxi's eyes instantly brightened considerably, and she felt much better despite her cold.
