Huang Xin stopped a taxi and followed him to Lanxin Bar. She once remembered that she borrowed 200, 000 yuan from him in this bar. Seeing him sitting alone at the bar drinking, she went over and sat next to him.

"What are you doing here?" Wen Yuhang is holding a wine glass, which is full of spirits and whisky. On his way to the bar, he didn't notice that a taxi followed him all the time. He really hoped that the man in the taxi was Yang Shuting, not Huang Xin.

"Why can't I follow?!" Huang Xin looked at his melancholy side face and said. She just worried about...