Qi Ying simply drank her cocktail without looking at her friend.
Mu Lan said, "Come on, I was just making joke. I won't ever tell brother Feng really. Don't take it to heart…"
All of a sudden she stopped speaking. She blinked and then shook her head. She softly asked, "Xiao Ying, who gave you the drinks?"
Qi Ying still didn't glanced at her. However, she still answered, "The bartender to whom we ordered before."
"Do you know him?" Mu Lan's voice drifted away. She had a hard time to focus.
"I know him." Qi Ying glanced at Mu Lan to see what's wrong with her voice and gasped. "Xiao Lan, what happened? Your face is bright red." She panicked.
Mu Lan felt that her head was spinning and her whole body grew hot drastically. She took out her cell phone as her body quivered tremendously and she dialed Mu Liang's number.
Unfortunately, her call didn't go through. Not knowing what to do, she told Qi Ying in a raspy voice. "C-call... Liang…."
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