Wen Xinya left the bar. She stood at the entrance of the bar as the surrounding street lamps flickered in the night and walked past slowly. She couldn't help but feel heavy-hearted.
She didn't expect to meet Ning Yuya under this kind of circumstance.
She had seen the degenerated and filthy soul hidden beneath Ning Yuya's gorgeous face and exquisite makeup at first glance.
This was the most familiar thing in her previous lifetime—she had been like this, so were the people she hung out with.
One would realize it after being immersed in it.
It seemed like Ning Yuya's three years of living abroad hadn't been that great.
It also seemed like her fate had been utterly changed as she walked on the path of her previous lifetime.
For a moment, her heart was filled with complex emotions.
At the same time, she also felt extremely fearful—Ning Yuya's current situation was simply that of her own in her previous lifetime.