She didn't know if it was the excessive alcohol or something else, but Lin Mengjie felt like she had lost control over her body, and found walking extremely difficult, staggering along.
Seeing Lin Mengjie getting up to leave, a sinister smile appeared on Wu Lai's face amidst the dance floor. He left the hot girl he was dancing with, walked over to the bar, and quietly handed a stack of money to the bartender who had served him his drinks before chasing after Lin Mengjie.
"Get lost!"
At this point, Li Feng knew exactly what was going on. Distorted with anger, he stood up and headed towards the bartender.
The bartender, a man in his twenties, was hiding in a deserted corner, merrily counting the stack of money he had just received.
Suddenly, he sensed someone looking at him. He immediately turned around defensively, spotting a shabbily dressed young man standing not too far away.
"Sir, do you need anything?"
