Originally, he was sleeping at home, but Yang Jun kept calling him, insisting he come out to play. Unable to resist the pressure, he eventually came over.
Leaning back on the sofa, he closed his eyes slightly and dozed off.
At this moment, the door of the private room opened, and a girl wearing a waiter's uniform and glasses came in, carrying several bottles of wine in her hands.
At first, no one noticed her. It was only when she put all the wine on the table and was about to leave that Yang Jun, sitting on the sofa, suddenly called out to her.
"Pour me some."
The girl pursed her lips, picked up the wine on the table, and poured him a full glass. Yang Jun, holding a flamboyantly dressed woman, kept his gaze fixed on the girl who had just come in.
She was wearing a waiter's uniform, and her skirt was a little short; a slight movement would reveal too much, so she kept tugging at her clothes every so often.
Her brows furrowed, her face full of suppressed emotions.
