Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As night fell, the neon light’s colors painted the entire city.
Night is over, at the bar.
This is a place for young people to relax, and every evening it gathers countless youngsters seeking fun and gas.
The flickering lights and hazy music stir everyone’s passion.
Ye i sat at the bar, watching the handso bartender mixing drinks with a flourish, giggling non-stop.
A few glasses of red wine in, her cheeks were flushed.
"Handso guy, you’re so good-looking, why don’t you beco a gigolo!"
Ye i smiled enchantingly, with a hint of drunkenness, twirling her shoulder-length burgundy curls, exuding extre allure.
The bartender heard her question and, instead of getting angry, he laughed, "If a beauty like you is willing to patronize, becoming a gigolo isn’t out of the question."
Ye i took a sip of her drink, feeling a little tipsy, "Oh please, that’s not my thing. I’m in a good mood tonight; let share a secret with you. The man I want is the first handso guy in Du City..."
They say truth cos out when drunk, and indeed, it’s not a lie.
Although Ye i wasn’t fully drunk, you could tell from her words that she was sowhat in a daze.
The bartender glanced at her but didn’t respond, just continued mixing drinks quietly.
"A glass of white wine!"
The voice that suddenly rang out in the noisy environnt was so pleasant it made people want to savor it.
The bartender turned toward the sound and saw an exquisitely flawless face.
The newcor was Shen Cheng, planning to have a drink to ease her troubles.
The bartender hesitated for a mont upon hearing the voice.
He looked up to glance at Shen Cheng, although shocked, he still politely nodded at her.
Soon, a glass of highly concentrated white wine was pushed in front of Shen Cheng.
The bartender made a gesture of invitation—
Shen Cheng picked up the glass, tilted her head, and drank all the wine in it at once.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and she tightly pressed her red lips together.
This was the natural reaction to drinking strong liquor.
Placing down the empty glass, Shen Cheng snapped her fingers, and the bartender, in shock, served her another glass of white wine.
Having been a bartender for six or seven years in the bar, it was his first ti encountering such a wild woman.
Other won would complain about the strength of a cocktail, yet she was enjoying white wine like this?
After several glasses, a burning sensation began in her stomach.
This feeling, Shen Cheng was long accustod to, and didn’t care.
"Why are you drinking so much?" Ye i asked, sowhat dizzy, then turned her head, and upon seeing Shen Cheng, sobered up halfway, "It’s you!"
"Yeah." Shen Cheng replied indifferently, wondering if it couldn’t get any worse.
"Weren’t you pregnant, how dare you drink alcohol?" Ye i rubbed her eyes, and after confirming she hadn’t recognized the wrong person, she imdiately picked up Shen Cheng’s glass and slled it, her face instantly changing color, "It’s strong liquor..."
Shen Cheng lowered her head, deliberately glancing at her flat belly.
Ye i followed her gaze downward, further downward, continuing to look down...
"Oh my god!"
Like she’d seen a ghost, she scread.
Shen Cheng gave her a sidelong glance, "Keep it down."
Ye i covered her mouth with one hand, leaned in close, and carefully examined her belly.
Then, she reached out and touched it.
A chill went straight from the soles of her feet to her heart, and Ye i’s face stiffened, "You... that... where’s your big belly?"
"I had a miscarriage—"
"Miscarriage?" Ye i was so startled her face turned ghastly, "Your belly was so big, it must have been at least six months, right? How could it be a miscarriage just like that..."
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