In the tavern late at night, the lights flickered and blurred.

Scattered customers were sitting on both sides of the bar, drinking and chatting. Amidst the bursts of music, Su Tingting heard someone calling her name——

"Su Tingting!"

She suddenly turned around, and the tavern owner He Ziyan walked towards her.

The man was wearing a casual and simple black T-shirt, and his neat cropped hair looked full of energy.

"Why are you here so late?"

While she was distracted, He Ziyan had already arrived in front of her and handed her a small bag.

Su Tingting quickly reached out and took it: "I'm sorry, I was a little late working overtime tonight. Did I keep you waiting for a long time?"

"I was doing business at night. You came a little late. I just wanted to wait a little longer. It doesn't matter."

Su Tingting smiled: "That still causes trouble for you. I drank too much last time here, so I left all my identity documents behind."

She only remembered this when she needed to use her ID card a few days after she returned.

If He Ziyan hadn't taken the initiative to contact her and asked her to come over to get her ID card, she might have gone to the police station to report it lost.

He Ziyan didn't take this matter to heart: "You are a customer here. As we open the door to do business, we naturally have to serve every customer well."

The two exchanged some pleasantries, and Su Tingting simply stuffed her ID card back into her bag and walked to the bar.

You’re here, you might as well stay a little longer and have a glass of wine before leaving.

It's been a while since she and Ning Yuang separated. No matter how heartless she is on the surface, it's just a lie that she's not sad in her heart.

But no matter how sad you are, you have to endure it. During the day, you should work, and you can't tell everyone about your grievances and helplessness.

When He Ziyan saw Su Tingting sitting in a corner, a hint of interest appeared in his eyes.

She just sat there quietly without saying a word.

The slender and beautiful fingers were gently shaking the wine glass, with black hair and red lips, and the profile of her face was extremely delicate under the light.

It was such a beautiful face, but there was a hint of sadness in those bright eyes.

She has stories written all over her body, as if she is waiting for someone to discover them.

He Ziyan didn't know which of his muscles was wrong, but he walked towards Su Tingting's position by mistake.

"This is your third drink."

He gently pressed the wine glass in Su Tingting's hand and gave her a reminding look with a faint smile.

Su Tingting tilted her head and looked over: "As the owner of the tavern, do you still provide drinking services?"

"Normally, there is no such rule." He Ziyan said with a smile, "But Miss Su tends to forget things when she drinks too much."

Su Tingting's face couldn't help but heat up when she thought of the embarrassing situation that night.

He Ziyan stood up and got her a glass of juice: "Drink this. If you have something on your mind, you can find someone to chat with. Instead of keeping some things in your heart and causing internal friction, it's better to speak them out freely."

"I don't have any close friends, and I don't want my family to worry about me."

"Miss Su, if you don't mind, you can tell me."

Su Tingting raised her eyes in surprise, and met He Ziyan's gentle and smiling eyes.

She was stunned for a moment.

He Ziyan said: "The people who come here to drink are all people with worries. If you are willing to tell me, I will just listen to the story and pass the time. You don't have to feel any psychological pressure."

Su Tingting has always been a strict-mouthed person, but for some reason today, her heart felt relaxed.

She does have too many things hidden in her heart, and she can't tell them to people she knows well.

He Ziyan is no different from a stranger. There will be no psychological burden if you tell him these things.

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