By the time Mu Nian recovered, Qiao Xiaren and her team had already disappeared. The venue's floor was covered in colorful notes. People seemed crazed, showering money everywhere.
"Beauty... Beauty..."
"Buddy, don't be crazy, she's gone!"
All one could hear were screams and shouts. It was a raucous scene.
The situation was chaotic; the crowd vanished in the blink of an eye. It was unbelievable.
Coco's eyes widened in shock. In all her years spent singing in this bar, she had never seen such a strange scene. Had these people lost their minds?
She swallowed, her eyes gleaming as she looked at the money on the floor; she couldn't resist lunging for a few bills.
Amid the noisy crowd, people were discussing.
"Who was that? I don't know why, but she seemed vaguely familiar."
"Oh my God, now that you mention it, I seems familiar too!"
There are quite a few celebrities who come to New York for fun. Speaking of familiarity, it is most likely some celebrity.
Damn!