After sending the message, the palm holding An Yin's phone began to sweat slightly. She waited for almost a minute, and there was still no reply from the man. An Yin's fingers twitched slightly.
An Yin: [Is that okay?]
She sent another message.
[Yes.]
The man replied with one word, exuding an icy, sharp aura.
Fortunately, he agreed. An Yin breathed a sigh of relief.
An Yin: [See you tomorrow!]
After An Yin sent the message, there was silence on the other end.
She had no time to think about anything else; the urgent matter was to rush to work. Perhaps she suddenly became interested in making money, and her pace quickened significantly on the way to "Night Charm."
When she arrived at "Night Charm," she first went to the changing room to put on her clothes. Staring at herself in the full-body mirror in the changing room, An Yin gazed blankly at her reflection, her determination becoming increasingly firm.
