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When the myriad lights of the City began to extinguish and the urban chaos ebbed into tranquility, the bar street in the city center was still alive with music and laughter.
At the end of the street stood a KTV lit by alluring blue neon signs, distinctly eye-catching. As the doors swung open and shut, melodious singing spilled out into the night.
A woman in a little black dress staggered down the steps, her gaze unfocused, her cheeks tinged with a rosy flush — she was clearly drunk.
"Ruan Yuan, are you okay?" Equally tipsy, Shi Yin hurried forward to steady the swaying woman, his eyes full of concern.
The gathering tonight was organized by a business partner, someone who loved frequenting bar streets and insisted on discussing deals in places like this.
Shi Yin hadn't intended to bring her along. But in the end, soft-hearted as always, he gave in to her persistence.
