At nine in the evening, TIM Bar had just started to get lively, and Zhou Xinyao was already slightly tipsy. She put down her empty glass and reached up to push her hair to one side.
"Hey, beautiful, are you alone?" A clueless young man appeared out of nowhere, sat down next to her, and initiated a conversation, "Did you run into some trouble and come here for a drink?"
Zhou Xinyao glanced at him coldly and replied, "I'm here with friends."
She originally thought he would retreat, but unexpectedly, his spirit rose. He waved over a waiter, ordered two drinks, and turned to her, saying, "What do you want to drink? It's on me."
"No need." This time, without even looking at him, Zhou Xinyao stood up directly. She had come to pass the time and relieve her feelings of ennui, but this man's appearance shattered the peaceful solitude she was enjoying, so she decided not to stay any longer.
