The night was hazy. Inside Sacramento Bar, lights flashed and music blared. Beyond the fiercely hot dance floor, a tall woman wearing a baseball cap and mask walked in and headed straight toward a figure by the bar.
"Pour me... another drink!"
"Hurry up!"
The woman, reeking of alcohol, lay sprawled over the bar, pounding the table as she shouted at the bartender.
Jian Simeng stopped beside her, sizing her up and down for a moment.
With long burgundy hair, a camisole, black stockings, and knee-high boots, she exuded a strong sense of sleaze and the scent of the night. Underneath the heavy makeup, her face retained some charm, and her figure was still well-proportioned. The key point was... she had been a model.
The bartender seemed to have lost his patience with her, taking away her glass without any intention of refilling it.
"I told you to pour more, didn’t you hear me!"
"I’m sorry, Miss. Your card is maxed out. You’ll need to pay cash if you want more drinks."
"What did you say..."
"Put it on mine."
A card was suddenly handed over, and the woman turned to look at her, "Who are you?"
Jian Simeng took off her mask and smiled at her, "Hello, Miss. I’m here to discuss a collaboration with you."
"A collaboration with me?" Zhang Weilin laughed. "These days, someone still wants to collaborate with me? Do you even know who I am?"
Of course, she knew.
She debuted as a model two years ago, did a few shows, and quickly got full of herself, getting kept by a pot-bellied small boss. In less than half a year, she was ditched and introduced to the ’Princess’ scene, where she spent her days playing around with playboys, ruining herself beyond recognition. Three months ago, she attended a party and got accidentally pregnant. The joke was she had no idea whose kid it was, and she was using drugs.

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