"Yes! Miss An!" Kacher nodded. She was Mo Wei's assistant, and naturally, her primary task was to take care of Mo Wei.
An Ziqing covered her mouth, feeling a strong urge to vomit, yet unable to do so.
She hadn't eaten properly for days due to the proposal, so there was nothing to vomit.
"Miss, alone?" A hand climbed onto An Ziqing's shoulder.
An Ziqing wasn't new to bars; even if she hadn't encountered such things, she had seen plenty. She shook it off in disgust, wanting to walk towards the door, but dizziness overwhelmed her, forcing her to lean on the bar and breathe heavily.
"Miss! Hiding alone in solitude! Let me take you to a fun place!"
The person persisted, climbing back on, wrapping an arm around An Ziqing's waist, getting close, and rubbing repeatedly.
An Ziqing could even smell his breath, filled with a nauseating stench.
She felt like she was on the verge of retching but still managed a charming smile, her fingers teased his cheek.
