But Chen Mo was too poor.

  Every day after school, I also have to go and do various part-time jobs, and there is also a father who drinks excessively and owes debts everywhere.

  In such a harsh environment, he still managed to come first every time, which inevitably provoked the anger of some local tyrants. They knew that Chen Mo wouldn't fight back or make a fuss, so they often vented their frustrations on him.

  One by one, these events directly led to the gradual distortion of Chen Mo's mind, transforming him from a calm and cold youth into a murderer who calmly and quietly dealt with every detail.

  Chu Cha flicked her golden curly hair to the side, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "So my persona this time is that of a young lady?"

  "Excitedly, 'Take advantage of the fact that the villain hasn't turned dark yet and save the poor, pitiful him, becoming his white moonlight!'"

  Chu Cha let out a low hum and jumped down from the washbasin, her slender high heels hitting the ground with a crisp "tap tap" sound.

  She tossed her wavy curls and walked out with a pleased smile.

  Because the host had drunk a lot of wine, his steps were unsteady and he staggered around.

  "Tea tea, the villain is also working part-time at this tavern." 1213 said.

  Her eyebrows slightly raised, a pair of captivating crystal-like eyes turned, "Where is it?"

  "About thirty meters in front of you, the bartender on the counter who looks the most handsome."

  Chu Cha's gaze pierced through the noisy crowds, looking leisurely...

  Under the dim light of the bar, the young man was wearing a black work uniform.

  Distinct facial features, a handsome and exceptionally refined face with clear-cut edges, a head of thick black short hair under which some cold dark eyes are hidden.

  He skillfully blended several different colored wines together.

  The wine glass in his hand kept changing positions, moving quickly, under the neon lights, people's eyes were dizzy, and the wine in the cup gradually transformed into dazzling colors.

  Chu Cha's lips curled up in a smile, and her starry eyes shone with a light that seemed destined to succeed.

  She floated away with her feet walking in that direction...

  "Excuse me, sir, could I have a tissue?"

  A lazy voice suddenly sounded, and Chen Mo slightly raised his eyes to look over.

  A woman with a powdered face, looking quite young, had golden waves stuck to her temples and some stuck to her bright red lips, her eyes were blurry, obviously also a drunkard.

  Chen Mo just glanced at it and lowered his eyelids, pulling out a paper towel and handing it over.

  After taking over Chu Cha, she began to focus on wiping off the powder on her face.

  The tissue was a bit hard to wipe clean, but after five or six minutes, it could be seen in its original appearance.

  She is a girl with perfect facial proportions, sexy and delicate yet not falling into clichés. A pair of apricot-shaped eyes that capture one's soul, a small and straight nose below which are lips like cherry blossoms, tender and luscious.

  At this time, a man wearing an ill-fitting white suit walked over with a glass of wine in his hand, "Hey, beautiful."

  Too cliché of a pickup line.

  Chu Cha slightly hooked her lips, gazed at him with a lingering glance, and smiled: "Get out."

  Although his mouth was curved with a smile, the words that came out were chilling to the extreme, making one shudder.

  "Beautiful girl, let's chat." Han Hua was indeed scolded for a while, but looking at the various dimples on the face of the young girl in front of him, he couldn't get angry at all.

  He raised a smile, but this smile didn't look good at all. Those eyes with a hint of obscenity kept staring at Chu Cha's long legs.

  Chu Cha's eyes narrowed slightly, picked up a wine glass from the side and played with it in his hand, then suddenly slammed it towards Han Hua's head.

  "Oh dear... I wasn't careful at all."

  The voice was unexpectedly calm, as if it were just talking about a very ordinary thing.