Zhong Fanrui had never imagined that someone as distinguished as Lu Yuhuan would stand up for an insignificant, poor waiter.
He had always been the center of attention. When had he ever been treated like this?!
The humiliation made Zhong Fanrui want to flee at that moment, but he could not accept it.
Had the charm that had always won him every man he wanted really disappeared?!
Impossible!
He refused to believe it!
Embarrassment flickered across Zhong Fanrui's face, but his heart seethed with spite. He forced the words past his lips. "Brother Lu, I can do it myself."
"No, let me." Lu Yuhuan stood over him, his spine straight, then suddenly bent down. His long, slender fingers picked up the liquor beside him and filled the glass to the brim.
At some point, the background music had stopped. The private room was deathly quiet; every breath was audible, along with the glug of liquor pouring into the glass.
Liu Qi had sobered up considerably, but he still could not work out Lu Yuhuan's intentions. He glanced again at Jian Dan, who had remained silent throughout. His beautiful bone structure was still striking.
Was Young Master Lu really flying into a rage for a beautiful man?!
In other words,
was Zhong Fanrui already yesterday's news?!
Not just with Young Master Lu, but with the heirs of the other families too... It looked like the rumors were true!
He wouldn't have dared believe it without seeing it himself!
After all, they had been so eager to flock to him before...
"Drink." Lu Yuhuan straightened. "This liquor is expensive. Don't waste a drop."
Zhong Fanrui glanced at the nearly overflowing glass, the smile on his face threatening to slip. "Brother Lu, what is this supposed to mean? All I did was ask