Qi Fang walked out of the company as night fell, drove his car out of the parking lot, and instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror, a cold smile curling at his lips.
Still following me, huh!
He drove left and right, winding his way to a familiar bar. Just as he'd ordered a drink, a heavily made-up woman sidled up to him, draping herself over his shoulder, "Hey handsome, fancy a drink?"
Qi Fang chuckled, shrugged off her hand, and said to the bartender, "Get this lady a Long Island Iced Tea!"
The woman giggled, teased, "Long Island Iced Tea? Handsome, you're harsh. Trying to get me drunk, are you?"
"Afraid to drink?" Qi Fang casually glanced at her.
"With a handsome guy accompanying me, what would I be afraid of? I'm Andi." The woman flirted with him, accepting the drink from the bartender, raising it, "After this, your place?"
