Yan Luoxi looked at her earnest expression as her eyes gradually became heavy. She didn't want to poke at her wounds, but avoiding it at this moment would only make it fester in her heart. "Sweetie, what can I do for you?"
"Accompany me for a drink."
Yan Luoxi was also feeling very depressed, so it was almost a perfect match for the two of them. "Let's go, I'm really not in the mood for work today either."
Tian Lingyun widened her eyes at her, "Didn't you hesitate even a little?"
"Why should I hesitate? Although people say drowning sorrow with alcohol only deepens it, if you don't vent somehow, it'll make you sick inside. Let's go, I know a bar nearby that's pretty amazing, it'll definitely help you forget your troubles." Yan Luoxi stood up, grabbed her bag, and pulled Tian Lingyun up from the sofa.
