Lin Xinxin got out of the car straight and left quickly without looking back.

It wasn't until he walked through two traffic lights that he was relieved to see that Jiang Yan didn't follow.

But she didn't have the heart to go back to the company now, and when she saw that there was a bar on the side of the road that was actually open, she walked in.

Generally speaking, bars are open at night, and they are rarely open during the day.

Obviously, even if this one is open, there is not a single guest inside.

There was only one singer who looked very down, sitting on the edge of the dance floor with a guitar and singing sad love songs.

Lin Xinxin had no intention of appreciating it, ordered a glass of wine and sat in a corner.

The uneasiness in her heart made her unusually irritable, and the feeling of anger, anxiety, and sadness twisted together.

It made her heart ache for a while.

She frowned tightly in pain, and her whole person was a little tense.

"Miss, may I sit down?"

A clean and clear male voice interrupted Lin Xinxin's thoughts, she raised her eyelids slightly, it turned out to be the singer just now.

Is it finished?

She didn't even notice when the singing stopped.

It's not uncommon to strike up a conversation at a bar, especially now that she's a guest.

However, Lin Xinxin was not interested in dealing with this, and looked at the amber platinum-colored liquid with her eyes down.

Seeing that Lin Xinxin didn't answer, the man sat down by himself.

Luckily, the man was still a little self-aware and sat across from her.

"Miss, do you have something on your mind?"

"How do you know?" Lin Xinxin squinted at this nosy man.

"The people who come to drink during the day are not only drunkards, but I saw that the glass of wine did not move, so I made a bold guess."

The man didn't seem to notice Lin Xinxin's unhappiness, and said again.

But this time Lin Xinxin ignored him, turned his face away and looked out the window and continued to be in a daze.

"Whisky is called the eaux-de-vie in England, and the Scots used it as a potion to ward off the cold in the Middle Ages.

"Didn't you just say I didn't drink it? Besides, the Germans still think that beer is the water of life, and you can use any kind of wine with this rhetoric. ”

The way this person accosted him is really old-fashioned, so it's no wonder that business is not good for such an awkward chat.

Lin Xinxin glanced at him impatiently, but the man's expression was serious and didn't look like he was picking up a girl.

I don't know if I think this person is interesting, or if I am really full of things and no one says anything, Lin Xinxin actually looked at this man.

Plaid shirt, black jeans, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

If it weren't for the fact that he was singing just now, Lin Xinxin would have thought that there was a programmer sitting opposite.

But the hair is neat and neat, and he doesn't look like a veteran of the night club, or even a singer.

I can't help but think that this person is quite interesting.

"Hehe, huh...... I didn't expect the young lady to understand quite a lot. ”

Instead of being angry, the man who was refuted pushed his glasses and smiled shyly.

"My name is Fan Yunxiao, and I am the owner of this shop, but I just want to ask because Miss is worried, I am abrupt, I'm sorry."

Fan Yunxiao stretched out her hand and signaled friendliness.

But Lin Xinxin didn't mean to accept it, picked up the wine glass in front of her, and looked straight at the light refracted by the ice cubes in the glass.

"It turns out that men will say this when they can't get accosted." Lin Xinxin hooked the corners of her mouth casually, and her eyes did not move.