Teng Feiyue was naturally beautiful and graceful, and she had no airs about her, which made her naturally likable.
The bartender thought she wanted to try the high-proof cocktails like those seen on television, so he offered a suggestion, but that was all.
Because of his job, he couldn't say much either, and given the mixed crowd in this place, he was just a bartender who had seen it all. He no longer possessed the fiery youthfulness he once had; for some matters, he could only turn a blind eye.
In the bartender's field of view, at least five or six men were eyeing Teng Feiyue. He wanted to warn her, but he was not in control of the situation, so he could only make a suggestion.
"Then just bring me anything," she said.
Teng Feiyue didn't think too much about it; after placing a hundred-dollar bill on the bar, she curiously looked around.
