Chen Yuan is holding a bottle of beer and waving on the dance floor. She wants to release herself and put aside her recent frustration and frustration.

The lights of the bar flashed, and the mask on Chen Yuan's face glowed coldly. She wore the clothes she had bought with Bai Chichi and Stu Qing last time. Her bare arms and legs were bright and beautiful. A pair of high-heeled shoes were treading proudly.

When she was leaving work in the afternoon, Chen Yuan came to Stu-qing and wanted to pack his briefcase or something for him.

"Yuanyuan, you don't have to wait for me. I have to be late...