Half a month later.
Night, at the bar.
The deafening DJ music filled the entire bar.
Qiao Leling stood in the middle of the dance floor with hands raised, swinging her body to relieve the stress and irritation from a whole day's work.
She found this way particularly relieving.
As the song ended, she was soaked in sweat, feeling as if all her troubles had evaporated along with it.
The DJ music changed to soothing light music, and people from the dance floor gradually moved towards the bar and the booths on the side.
A man caught up with Qiao Leling, "Beauty, care for a drink together?"
Qiao Leling glanced at the man—it was the man who had danced around her earlier. She raised her right hand, showing off the ring on her ring finger, "Sorry, my husband won't be pleased."
Wearing a ring on the ring finger, a sign of being married.
The man left in disappointment.
