Xiao Ning did not watch the performance and did not eat. She only drank and soon, she was a little tipsy.
She finished the two bottles of plum wine that weighed one jin. She supported her heavy forehead and called for the waiter in the pub to pay the bill.
She took out her wallet and swiped her card.
Then, she pushed open the door of the pub alone and went out to the roadside to hail a taxi.
She did not bring her driver or bodyguard with her. She simply hailed a taxi and gave the driver the address.
The driver looked at her meaningfully through the rearview mirror. He had guessed correctly. Although this woman was dressed in such a low-key manner, the wallet that she took out in the bar just now was handmade by Hermes, it was a limited-edition item that could only be bought for tens of thousands of yuan, not to mention that her wrists were so slender and fair. She must be living in a luxurious lifestyle.
