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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nAs they left the restaurant, Long Tianze suggested they head to his bar for a while. An Xiaoning thought that Mei Yangyang would be too tired from a day of work, so she asked for her opinion. Unexpectedly, she responded in high spirits, “Sis, let’s have some fun before we head home, I want to drink a little too.”

n“Sure then, as long as you aren’t tired. Let’s go there for a while.”

n‘Night Spirit’ Bar was exceptionally lively at this time, flooded with people inside.

nThe group sat in a corner table: they had a great view of the whole place, but it was rather hidden from other people’s sight.

nLong Tianze got the waiter to send a few glasses of wine and said, “Have a seat first, I’ll take a look over there.”

n“Go on.”

nMo Li sat beside An Xiaoning and finished a glass in one shot, remarking, “Xiaoning, why is it so hard to get a man’s heart?”

nAn Xiaoning replied, “It’s a heart after all, only one can fit inside. You can’t love two or three people at the same time, right?”

n“He wanted me to be by his side, but it turned out to be an illicit relationship. Now I can’t face the world anymore, I’ve suffered enough.”

n“Then just leave him. It may be painful, but at least you won’t have to suffer every day in the future.”

nMo Li signalled to the waiter for another bottle of wine and the three toasted. Mei Yangyang, who could not drink well, went down immediately. Her face was instantly flushed.

nAn Xiaoning could still manage. She appeared unaffected while Mo Li was drowning her sorrows by drinking. The more she drank, the more she started slurring. Finally, she said the man’s name: Ye Xiaotian.

nHearing this name, An Xiaoning almost spewed out the wine. Why was it this Ye Xiaotian again?

nGu Beicheng’s car was his, Sun Weiwei’s Godbrother was him too, and now him and Mo Li were…

nIn that instant, she had no good impression of this person.

nShe wanted to see for herself, what kind of man was this person?

nMo Li looked up at the pole-dance on stage and declared, “I’m going for a dance.”

nWithout waiting for An Xiaoning’s reply, she reached out to loosen her hair tie and her hair momentarily came down in a mess.

nFollowing this, she took off her coat, revealing a small singlet, and started to move her body while supporting her hips. As she did so, her dangling earrings started to move in sync with her long hair.

nUnder the spotlight, her enchanting figure and seductive moves seemed to possess the strongest appealing factor.

nAlong with her refined facial features, all she gave off was endless flirtation.

nThe audience was in absolute madness — everyone broke out in loud cheers for her.

nJust when the energy of the audience was at its peak, a slender figure walked towards her.

nAn arm grabbed onto her wrist, picked up her coat on the floor, and left in a hurry.

nThe audience was instantly full of sighs, overwhelmed with disappointment.

nAn Xiaoning saw the man clearly. It was Ye Xiaotian indeed.

nShe stood up immediately and walked towards them. After all, Mo Li was drunk. Although they only met twice, she knew she couldn’t let him take her away like that.

nAs it happened, just as she was going over, Long Tianze was already there blocking their path. “Let go of her.”

nMo Li desperately struggled to break free, but Ye Xiaotian had no intention of letting her go.

n“What if I don’t want to?”

nLong Tianze glared at him, his face scrunched up in anger. “Ye Xiaotian, just try taking Mo Li away and leave this place!”

nYe Xiaotian softened his tone. “I’m bringing her home.”

nLong Tianze laughed coldly. “Naturally, I’m the one bringing her home. You have no right to do so. I’ve long wanted to lecture you — what do you take Mo Li for? Ye Xiaotian, who do you think you are?!”

nYe Xiaotian did not answer him. He looked over at An Xiaoning instead. “Oh, isn’t this Beicheng’s Sister?”

nAn Xiaoning could not be bothered to talk to him. “Please respect her wishes. If she wants to leave with you, nobody’s going to stop her, but if she’s unwilling, please let go of her. This is not a place where you can behave as you wish.”

nYe Xiaotian loosened his grip as expected. “If that’s what Young Mistress Jin wants, of course I wouldn’t dare to not show face to Jin Qingyan and Beicheng.”

nA smile full of significance lingered on his face. With one hand in his pocket, he turned away and headed towards the door.

nWhen Mo Li staggered, An Xiaoning helped her to a chair.

n“My head hurts, I want to sleep…” She leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes.

n“Let her sleep here first. I’ll bring her to my lounge later — I’m not sleeping here tonight,” Long Tianze instructed.

n“Sure, Young Master Long. It seems like you have a close friendship with Mo Li?”

nLong Tianze flashed her a smile. “We grew up together. Her mother was our housecook, so we are good friends who grew up playing together.”

n“Oh, I see.” An Xiaoning just finished speaking when her eyes landed on the balcony area on the second floor.

nA familiar figure was back-facing them, and standing right beside this figure was Chi Rui’er. Long Tianze noticed that her stare was fixed above and saw the two figures as well.

nLong Tianze was at a loss for a moment, then he suggested, “Sister-in-law, should I call them down?”

n“Don’t,” An Xiaoning stopped him. “We just came to let loose for a while, we’ll leave soon.”

nLong Tianze nodded and poured another glass for her and Mei Yangyang. The three clinked their glasses again. Mei Yangyang drank down her second glass — she was close to a state of unconsciousness at this point.

nAn Xiaoning saw that she could not drink anymore and said, “Stop drinking and rest for a while. I’ll send you back later.”

nMei Yangyang murmured a reply, leaned on the sofa, and fell asleep as well.

nAmongst the four, only Long Tianze and An Xiaoning remained clear-minded at this point.

nShe raised her head again and realized that the two on the balcony area had disappeared.

nIt turned out they had come down.

nAn Xiaoning saw that Long Tianze was about to stand up, but she stopped him. “Wait for a while.”

nHe nodded, then watched with An Xiaoning as Jin Qingyan and Chi Rui’er moved to the bar to sit.

nJin Qingyan had not realized anything, but at this point, Long Tianze was in a flurry of panic.

nHe wanted to get his phone out to send a text to warn Jin Qingyan, but seeing the look of calmness on An Xiaoning’s face, he seemed to have understood something. Hence, he decided against doing it eventually.

n“If he didn’t see me, don’t tell him I’m here,” An Xiaoning stated. “I’m leaving in a while with Yangyang.”

n“Okay.”

nA moment later, Long Tianze carried a sleeping Mo Li towards Jin Qingyan’s direction.

nLong Tianze did not speak to him indeed as he carried Mo Li upstairs, but An Xiaoning was staring at him from a distance. Maybe because there was nobody around her looking, or because they were shrouded in darkness, she was able to look at his every move and facial expression fearlessly, even managing to interpret his words from the shape of his lips.

nShe was consciously reminded to leave, but her body seemed to be glued to the sofa. Finally, feeling uncomfortable in her posture, she even took off her shoes and hugged her legs as she watched.

nPerhaps because she was watching too intensely, when Jin Qingyan turned around incidentally, his gaze landed on her direction.

nHis gaze met her eyes — even in the dark, the recognition of this familiar pair of eyes was something that came naturally to him.

nAn Xiaoning’s heart sank the moment she was exposed, but she did not hide immediately. As their eyes met, the pain she felt at that moment was distinctly clear.

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