It was 9:30 p.m. at the Victoria Bar.
In the exquisitely styled private room, Yun Zhan joked with a few girls, but his brows were still tinged with irritation. His every word seemed disingenuous.
By the time Ye Ranran arrived, there were already three empty wine bottles in front of Yun Zhan, all drunk by himself.
Ye Ranran leaned against the door frame and gestured to the girls, "Please go out for a moment."
The girls looked at each other, not wanting to leave, but they saw Yun Zhan toss away his wine glass and spit out a word, "Scram."
Knowing Yun Zhan was angry, they quickly got up and left.
"Wow, Miss Ye meddling in my business before sorting out your own?" Yun Zhan looked at Ye Ranran with contempt, leaning back with an air of rebelliousness.
Ye Ranran closed the door and shrugged, "Can't help it, I'm a compassionate Bodhisattva."
"Compassionate my ass!" Yun Zhan picked up a wine bottle and hurled it at Ye Ranran.