It was past one in the morning.
Zhu Yan finally sent everyone away. In the quiet VIP room, she leaned back on the sofa and let out a long sigh. Although she hadn't drunk much tonight—others had blocked the drinks for her—she still felt exhausted. This was her first time entertaining clients at a nightclub.
This Manager Liu is really something… It was my treat, yet he insisted on taking drinks for me.
But speaking of which, I suppose I've successfully secured Manager Liu as a major client.
After resting for a while, she picked up her purse, left the VIP room, and took out her phone to send a text to Sun Zhe: "Is my little rascal asleep? I'm heading home now."
She waited for a moment, but Sun Zhe didn't reply.
He must be asleep, she thought, and sent another message: "Sorry, little rascal. Your stepmom was busy with work tonight and couldn't come home early to be with you."
Unexpectedly, just as she sent the message, she spotted a familiar figure at the other end of the hallway.
