Jian Dan walked over apprehensively and filled the glass. "Young Master Lu, please."
He half-crouched beside the sofa, not daring to sit, his eyes lowered and his lashes trembling slightly.
Lu Yuhuan watched Jian Dan with interest, then suddenly leaned close and blew against his ear.
Jian Dan's heart jolted, and he instinctively tried to dodge, only for Lu Yuhuan to pin his shoulder firmly. "Don't run."
"I just want to ask you one thing."
"Do you know Jian Ran?"
Jian Dan froze, blinked, and blurted out, "No."
"Really?" Lu Yuhuan leaned back and raised a brow at him, his narrowed eyes like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
Jian Dan nodded emphatically. "I really don't!"
The entertainment industry was full of all sorts.
Who knew what trouble Jian Ran had stirred up out there this time?!
How could he dare admit they were related by blood?
Better to play it safe!
Hearing this, Liu Qi leaned over. "Young Master Lu, do you mean Jian Ran, that celebrity who's been all the rage lately?"
"I heard he's got some real skills. Lots of prominent families have been going to him..."
Lu Yuhuan shot him a fierce look, his voice abruptly sharpening. "He's just a charlatan dressed up as an actor. People make him sound like some miracle worker, and you actually believe it?!"
"But..." A rich young wastrel beside them tried to interject, but Liu Qi silenced him with a glare before turning back with a smile.
"Forget that. Let's drink!"
When Lu Yuhuan said nothing more and instead picked up his glass and drained it, Jian Dan breathed a sigh of relief.
Before long, another group of servers came into the private room.
Jian Dan hurriedly slipped out amid the bustle, failing to notice the sinister gaze fixed on