130 Cried to Feng Jia

"Who are you?" The man asked.

Feng Jia couldn't be bothered with him and threw him to the security guard who came with him. "Get him out of here."

The security guard dragged the man out of the room. The man threw a tantrum and threatened to take revenge on them.

The waiter followed him out and kindly advised him, "You're from out of town, right? Don't cause trouble here in Haicheng City because you don't know who you're messing with. In the end, you don't even know how you died!"

"..."

Gu Chu was still sitting by the bar counter as steady as a mountain. She didn't even move her butt.

She was confused. For the past twenty-five years of her life, she had lived freely. At that moment, she didn't know how to live anymore.

She had been thinking about it in a daze, but she still had no clue.

The bartender took the beer and poured two glasses of water. Feng Jia signaled him to get off work, and soon, there were only the two of them left.