MFLL 01

Chapter 01

As midnight approached in Nancheng, the curtain on its extravagant and hedonistic nightlife had only just begun to rise.

The crisscrossing streets flashed with neon and green lights, packed with countless night venues of all sizes, all filled with an atmosphere of material desire.

“Ye Se” (Night Colors) was considered one of the most famous nightclubs in Nancheng, though its jaw-dropping prices made many people think twice before entering. After all, for the patrons who came here to unwind, spending thousands of dollars in a single night was nothing short of ordinary.

In a quiet corner of the first-floor bar sat a slender figure with glossy, black hair that cascaded down her back.

She wasn’t very old. Her long fingers casually toyed with a glass tumbler, while her other hand propped up her chin as she watched the partying, raucous crowd with a expressionless face.

A simple black slip dress accentuated her snow-white skin. Her beautiful collarbones and shoulders exuded a woman’s charm with her every move. Perhaps because her small face was naturally delicate and exquisite, the lack of heavy makeup made her stand out even more.

However, her fresh and pure aura seemed entirely incompatible with the fiery, chaotic atmosphere of the nightclub.

Her name was Xia An.

The people who frequented Ye Se usually fell into two extremes: those who had too much money, and those who desperately needed it.

Xia An belonged to the latter.

The pay for part-time work at Ye Se was quite decent. If you were willing to socialize a bit and drink a few glasses with the customers to get them to order bottles of alcohol, the commissions would be incredibly substantial.

“Hey, fairy, how’s business tonight?”

Her brief moment of solitude was broken. Xia An felt a tap on her left shoulder. She lazily turned her head to the right, and sure enough, a slightly chubby face with baby fat entered her view.

Ai Mi pouted, disappointed that her little trick hadn’t startled the other woman. Ai Mi was the youngest waitress at Ye Se. She was only twenty this year, having started working right after graduating high school at eighteen to take up the burden of supporting her family.

Having smiled all night, coupled with a severe lack of sleep over the past few days, Xia An’s head felt heavy and dizzy. At this moment, she merely gave Ai Mi a faint smile. “Same old.”

The gentle smile wafted over, making Ai Mi’s heart flutter. Xia An’s face really made her feel a mix of adoration and envy. This woman was clearly born with the face of a little vixen that could drive men crazy, yet she just so happened to have the pure, innocent face of a fairy. Forget about men—even women couldn’t help but want to dote on her.

Ai Mi felt that Xia An’s face was truly deceptive. When she first met her, she thought Xia An was the type who would blush just talking to someone. As it turned out, Xia An’s professional capabilities completely outperformed the voluptuous, smooth-talking nightclub girls by a mile.

Up until now, Xia An still took home the highest alcohol sales commission in Ye Se every month. And one had to keep in mind that Xia An only worked part-time and didn’t even come in every night.

Having a beautiful face really is like having a cheat code for life, Ai Mi had sighed in front of Xia An more than once.

Xia An didn’t say much in response. Most people were buried deep in their own struggles, living lives that were rarely as easy as they appeared on the surface. She was twenty-three this year—not a particularly mature age, but she understood reality well enough.

“Don’t be so modest. You must have made a fortune tonight. You have to treat me to barbecue some other day~” Ai Mi clung to Xia An shamelessly.

“Sure.” Xia An treated Ai Mi like a younger sister. Ai Mi was usually very optimistic and didn’t ask for much; a bit of good food was enough to give her the motivation to keep working hard.

Only the simplest people can live the easiest lives.

“It’s a deal then!” As she spoke, Ai Mi suddenly clutched her stomach, crying out dramatically, “Xia Xia, can you help me deliver this alcohol to Room A on the second floor? I need to use the restroom…”

“Hey—” Xia An sighed helplessly. Looking at Ai Mi’s expression, she had probably upset her stomach with some street food.

The party had already started, the lights were piercing, and the music was deafening.

Xia An walked toward the private VIP rooms on the second floor. She glanced absentmindedly at the imported liquor on her tray; a conservative estimate put this room’s spending tonight well into the six figures.

Truly extravagant.

Stepping in her high heels, Xia An felt her pace growing heavier. Her body was starting to give out; she absolutely had to take a good rest tomorrow.

The second floor was much quieter.

Around a dozen people were gathered on the sofas in the private room, chatting and clinking glasses in a lively atmosphere. The table was cluttered with various alcohol bottles, nearly half of them already empty.

“Sorry to interrupt, the alcohol you ordered…” Because the lighting was dim and Xia An was feeling unwell tonight, she didn’t notice the step beneath her feet. Catching the tip of her shoe, her body instantly lunged forward.

The liquor bottles on the tray teetered precariously…

Xia An’s first reaction was to protect the alcohol. It wouldn’t matter if she got hurt from the fall, but if the alcohol broke, she would truly be left crying without tears.

Fortunately, someone caught her at the critical moment, preventing her from crashing down. Xia An let out a sigh of relief. She turned her head and flashed a grateful smile at the person who had extended a helping hand.

“Thank you—”