C915 What's Your Name

It's been half a night, safely shuttling through the crowd, and there's a lot of records in his hands, recording clients. She was tired from walking, so she stopped to rest for a while.

"Miss, can I treat you to a dance?" Fu Qing smiled and stretched out his hand to wait for her response.

"Get lost, I don't know you." However, An Ran still didn't want to talk to him.

"Alright