The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 564

Chapter 564: Who is Bai Lian 223 in the end?_3

It was clear that he wasn’t very familiar with these powers either.

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Bar.

At the bar, Xun Chun held a cocktail shaker in her left hand and poured the red liquid inside into a transparent glass full of ice cubes. The spotlights made her face appear hazy and indistinct.

Many eyes glanced over her.

She pushed the red glass towards Xu Wenyao. “Young Master Xu, drink up and leave soon. This place isn’t really suitable for you.”

Xu Wenyao was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, his eyes gentle but with a distinct sense of distance.

An elite demeanor. Since he sat down, many women had come up to talk to him, but he had been focused on the text on his phone.

Xun Chun swept a glance over it and didn’t understand; it was complicated numbers.

Similar to Bai Lian’s behavior, after all, there aren’t many who come to bars to study.

“You still haven’t paid off your debt?” Xu Wenyao’s fingertips rested on the bar. He always felt Xun Chun was a person of contradictions, as if she was like a fish in water at the bar, but through her frivolous surface, he always felt another part of her standing lonesomely at the corner of an iceberg.

Because of Bai Lian, the two were somewhat acquainted. Xu Wenyao asked her why she was always at the bar, and she said she needed to pay off debts.

A regular next to her smiled and passed Xun Chun a few banknotes.

“You believe in the nonsense of drunkards?” Xun Chun reached for a note, casually folded it, then leaned forward and methodically tucked the folded banknote between the first and second buttons of Xu Wenyao’s shirt. “I simply like money,” she said.

Having said that, she straightened up and turned away from the bar.

Xu Wenyao watched her receding figure.

A familiar owner passed by her and offered her a cigarette. Xun Chun bit it between her lips and the owner hurriedly reached out to light it for her, teasingly asking, “Miss Xun Chun, when will you come make drinks in our private room?”

Xun Chun lazily exhaled a cloud of smoke and slowly looked his way. “I’m off tomorrow,” she said.

She made her way to the break room just as Xiaowu also returned. “I’m exhausted. I’ll go see tomorrow if Miss Bai needs anything else.”

“I’ll go too,” Xun Chun flicked the ash from her cigarette, suddenly remembering. “How much do I still owe Young Master Mao?”

Mao Kun had bought her contract from the manager, and since then she had been with Mao Kun’s group, mixing drinks, managing the bar, and occasionally doing some risky tasks for Xiaoqi.

If anyone at the bar was out of line, Xiaowu and Mao Kun would discipline them openly.

Now everyone at the bar knew she was under someone’s protection, and no one dared to behave improperly towards her. Even the manager was very polite to her.

“I don’t know, sis,” Xiaowu scratched the back of his head, looking innocent, “I haven’t even finished paying off Miss Bai.”