Lu Heng pretended not to understand Andre's meaningful implication and explained with a smile, "I was just sitting in the lounge. It was too hot at the party."
"Ha!" Andre waggled his brows at Lu Heng. "Too hot at the party!"
Without giving Lu Heng a chance to respond, he turned to Fang Kaizhi, the director of Autumn Dew White, and asked, "Are you headed to the Wallis Research Center too?"
Director Fang had just nodded when Andre patted his chest and declared, "Perfect, I'm going there too. Let Little Deer come with me. Don't worry, I won't lose him."
Andre had been Hollywood's most popular star in recent years. Naturally, Fang Kaizhi was happy to see Lu Heng making friends with someone like him.
"Then sorry for the trouble, Mr. Brooks."
"No trouble. It's on the way," Andre said, draping an arm around Lu Heng's shoulders and leading him smilingly toward his own car.
Lu Heng looked at Zhao Miao, who stood nearby, and suggested with a smile, "Could Zhao Miao come with us?"
"What?" Andre raised a brow, a mischievous smile tugging at his lips as he teased, "Are you afraid I'll eat you?"
"No, I'm just afraid I won't be able to restrain myself." Lu Heng replied with a grin, "I'd feel safer with a friend around. At least with him there, you'll be safe."
Having failed to flirt with him only to be flirted with instead, Andre rubbed his nose. Still unwilling to give up, he said, "Then maybe it'll turn into a threesome."
"Then you'd better pray for yourself! Who told you to let a wolf into your house?" Lu Heng's sharp tongue left Andre completely unable to fight back.
Andre could only shrug and say with a relieved expression, "Good thing I have a