The bartender was not surprised. He handed her a bottle of light yellow liquid cocktail. In places like bars, women like Yu Jingya were not surprised.

If everyone won't be hurt and everyone won't have any worries, it's hard for the bar industry to survive in this era of rapid development.

Soft music is playing, and the girl on the stage slowly raises the microphone in her hand.

Yu Jingya did not guess wrong. When the girl sang the first sentence, she really cried.

Tears began as drops, and gradually became a series. She wiped her tears with ten fingers covered with tiny scars, but when the rough scars grinded...