Qi Xi's head swam with a hazy dizziness. The rain, followed by the fruit wine, had left her feeling listless and drained of energy. The thought of Gu Yan likely spending time with his girlfriend while she languished alone in her rented apartment was a stark and painful contrast. A sudden shift in resolve prompted her to call out to Zhao Yiran, who was about to leave.
"Can I go to the bar with you?"
Qi Xi had hoped for a lively evening, but upon arriving at the bar with Zhao Yiran and her colleagues from the court's enforcement division, she regretted her decision. The bustling atmosphere vividly illustrated the saying, "The excitement belongs to them; I have nothing."