Chapter 8: Bewildered
"The same as yesterday." Leng Yichen said to the bartender as he sat at the bar.
Since he had been coming frequently these past few days, the bartender naturally poured Leng Yichen a glass of Martell XO, without ice, and handed it to him.
Bai Yiran walked into the bar. It was her first time coming to the bar in a star-rated hotel, and she knew with just a thought that the prices of drinks here were at least double those outside. But she didn’t care; she was rich and wanted to indulge!
Bai Yiran’s arrival quickly became the focus of the gentlemen in the bar, with even a table of foreigners whistling at her. Bai Yiran glanced around before directly walking to the bar to sit down.
"Give me a bottle of Louis XIII!" Bai Yiran vaguely recalled that Bai Hongguang once had a bottle of Louis XIII, which seemed quite expensive, so she blurted it out.
The bartender was taken aback, looking at Bai Yiran, "Ma’am, are you sure you want a bottle of Louis XIII?"
Never mind that the price was nearly thirty thousand, she didn’t seem like someone who could drink an entire bottle.
"Yes, is there a problem?" Bai Yiran looked at the bartender, her eyes filled with determination, as if implying that if he didn’t let her drink, she would cause a scene.
The bartender smiled, his gaze filled with amazement and skepticism, "No problem." Swiftly, he took out the bottle, opened it, and poured a glass for Bai Yiran.
Following the bartender’s gaze, Leng Yichen turned around and immediately saw Bai Yiran in a red cocktail dress.
Leng Yichen was slightly surprised—wasn’t this the girl he saw at the café last time?