Mu Anran practically fled in disarray.
It was only when the alcohol in her system hit her hard, making her legs weak, did she stop, leaning against the bar.
Her heart was beating fiercely, as if it might jump out of her mouth at any moment.
Mu Anran, feeling a bit distressed, clutched her chest:
She had always thought that Ling Li's feelings for her were just a bit more than liking.
As long as she straightforwardly rejected him, he would move on after a while.
But...
But what did he say today?
He loves her?
And he has been in love for a whole ten years?
How slow could her reactions be, to not feel anything for an entire ten years?
Suddenly, a burst of screams and whistling from near the nightclub's stage interrupted her thoughts.
Mu Anran looked up to see a dimly lit stage highlighted by a spotlight on a woman.
At that moment, the woman was facing away from the audience, feverishly gyrating while unhooking the last fastener of her bra.
"Wow—"