Qiao Chuchu opened the wardrobe, changed into stunning clothes, put on beautiful makeup, and then stepped out in ten-centimeter high heels, swaying gracefully and full of charm.
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Qiao Chuchu came to a bar that a friend had recently opened. To say a friend is a bit of an exaggeration, as they only knew each other through family connections and weren't really familiar. She was invited to the bar's opening celebration and found it pleasant. Besides, if she were to get into any trouble inside, it would be easier to handle.
Qiao Chuchu asked for a seat in the corner, watching the crowd in the middle of the dance floor go wild with jumping and shouting... looking a bit disinterested.
Something feels off.
Qiao Chuchu took a sip of her drink. She used to love this atmosphere — laughing and making noise with strangers in a noisy environment, wildly shaking her body, drinking like crazy, feeling the frenzy of life...
