Mistakenly Held Rich Heiress 084 (8)
Ye Shaohua's temperament was too cold, completely on the opposite end of the spectrum from a bartender.
Moreover, bartending isn't something that even interested rich second-generation kids could necessarily pick up, and nobody among Pei Xu and An Tingjun's circles would have expected that Ye Shaohua, from an ordinary background, would actually be a bartender.
And it seemed she was phenomenally popular; the audience at the back was already spilling to the door, and yet people were still trying to squeeze in.
Ye Shaohua wasn't at all perturbed by the surging crowd. She tossed a cup filled with a tea-colored liquid into the air with her right hand, and as the crowd gasped, her now free right hand grabbed another glass. By the time she grasped cups in both hands, the one in her left was already filled with a red-colored liquid. The tea-colored cup twirled above her head and landed perfectly, caught securely by her right hand before being tossed onto her left.