The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

38: The Pain Felt Distinctly Clear

As 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.”

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

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

The 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.

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

“Go on.”

Mo 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?”

An 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?”

“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.”

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

Mo 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.

An 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.

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

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

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

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

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

Without waiting for An Xiaoning’s reply, she reached out to loosen her hair tie and her hair momentarily came down in a mess.

Following 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She 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.