Han Wanwan was pulling Nangong Yang as they stood at the bar's entrance. Nangong Yang was like she'd been frozen in place, eyes wide, mouth hanging open for several seconds. Han Wanwan waved her hand in front of her eyes.
"Nangong Yang, what's wrong? Come on, let's go in." With that, Han Wanwan strode inside with big steps.
Nangong Yang hurried forward and grabbed her. "Are you sure? In your condition right now, this kind of place really isn't suitable."
What Han Wanwan was doing in a fit of anger right now was honestly beyond words!
She yanked on Han Wanwan with all her strength, but was afraid that if Wanwan stumbled something might happen, so she didn't dare use too much force.
Han Wanwan was stuck there, puffing her cheeks and glaring at her. "You just don't want to let me feel better, do you? And at this hour there aren't many people, nothing will happen."
"That's not it, it's just this kind of place really isn't for you!"
