Ning Ge sat down next to Song Jiaying, snatched the bottle of alcohol from her hand, and directly asked the bartender for an empty glass, filling it himself.
Song Jiaying was caught off guard when her bottle was seized. She looked over, squinting her eyes, "Well, who do we have here?"
"What are you doing here?" Ning Ge asked, his face darkening, as he noted her flushed cheeks, adding a more vibrant allure than usual.
He had just seen two guys about to approach her, but he had beaten them to it.
"Fourth Young Master Ning, that's a funny question. Why come to a bar if not to drink? What else would one do?" Song Jiaying laughed alluringly.
Glancing at his watch, Ning Ge said, "It's almost midnight."
"So what?" Song Jiaying took back the bottle from his hand, poured herself a drink, and said, "Since you're here, want to drink together?"
"I'm taking you home!" Ning Ge answered, sidestepping the invitation.
