Bar?
Song Guanchao frowned slightly.
He wasn't very fond of such places.
Too noisy, too chaotic.
Moreover, a woman with Jiang Yiren's looks, in a place like a bar, is just like a shining piece of gold.
There would be no shortage of people trying to chat her up.
God knows if some drunken idiot might appear.
They're all government officials, and not of low rank either.
If someone starts fighting over Jiang Yiren out of jealousy, or causes trouble, should he intervene or not?
If he does, it will definitely attract the police, and once they know his identity, things won't be small.
A gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall; there's no need to put oneself in peril.
After these thoughts flashed through his mind, Song Guanchao decisively said, "Let's go somewhere else."
Jiang Yiren felt a bit disappointed; this was her long-prepared option.
She even chose the location of the bar.
But Song Guanchao didn't like it.
