Leng Yixiu propped his chin with one hand, a self-deprecating smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Just because she had a slight resemblance to someone, it was impossible for her to be that person.
He lowered his gaze and drank his sorrow alone, downing several strong drinks in succession. Just then, the men in the audience suddenly went wild, screaming frantically.
Leng Yixiu paid no attention, guessing it was just because the show was starting, but no matter what kind of show it was, he wasn't interested. In fact, his guess was right; the spectacular performance had indeed begun.
On stage, amidst the explosive music, the woman's movements were flexible and seductive to the extreme, and this was only an appetizer; the main attraction was yet to come.
With a spin and a flick of her head, in the next instant, she deftly unzipped her leather jacket, then threw it into the audience.
