"Xin Ran, help me record a video of our toast!" Yang Shasha unlocked her phone, opened the camera app, and handed it to her other roommate.
Then, Yang Shasha raised her glass, which was filled with a soft drink, and said, "Come on, everyone! Let's have a toast. May you all be happy every day, and may all the single people here find a boyfriend or girlfriend."
"Cheers! Happy birthday, Sasha!"
"Happy birthday!"
...
Wu Yun hadn't even put his glass down when he heard footsteps approaching from behind. The voices arrived before the people did, their boisterous shouts drowning out the birthday wishes. "Happy birthday, beautiful! Hey, beauties, how about adding us on WeChat?"
Wu Yun turned his head and saw five men with buzz cuts walking over. They looked to be in their late twenties or early thirties, all tattooed and wearing shirts emblazoned with large logos from luxury brands like Versace.
