Ding Yuwei hesitated after hearing He Jing's suggestion, a flash of uncertainty crossing her eyes, "Is this really okay?"
"It's a rare opportunity. If you don't use this method, Miss Ye won't deign to be friends with you," He Jing said languidly.
Ding Yuwei bit her lip, "But what if she finds out?"
"Finds out? Ha~~ With her this drunk, what could she possibly find out? Besides, a bar is always a chaotic place, full of riffraff. If you step in to rescue her, she'll only be grateful to you."
After pondering for a while, Ding Yuwei gritted her teeth, "Okay, let's do it that way."
...
Ye Fuling lay slumped over the bar counter, half-asleep.
Her phone in her pocket suddenly began to buzz. The sound woke her, and the deafening music flooded her ears like the buzzing of bees.
So noisy!
She frowned, sat up, and tried to reach for her phone, but another hand landed on her shoulder first.
Ye Fuling furrowed her brows and followed the arm with her gaze.