In the dark bar, with the laziness of jazz music, a group of men, women and men gathered in groups, each holding a glass in his hand, each person's face was slightly dim, with the atmosphere of last week, very ambiguous.

Zhao Bin was holding a glass of wine and looking at the woman in front of him. Although she was not as beautiful as Tang Liuyu and Xia Ling, she was full of passion and attracted men.

When he saw the other side, he thought of the green overhead of Xu Dong and a burst of joy in his heart. He asked Xu Dong to reckon with him again....