"Lu Chuan, didn't you say their BBQ was too salty and needed to be lighter…"
"You remember it needs to be lighter, huh? Is this your idea of 'lighter'? I've got to say, you're quite extreme, aren't you?"
Lu Chuan chuckled in exasperation, losing his appetite, and simply put the BBQ down, took a sip of wine, and let out a long breath.
"How's the information spreading?"
"Quite a few people know now. Every night there's a crowd blocking the entrance of the building, trying to catch a glimpse of you, Lu Chuan. I also *accidentally* let some photos of you leak out. Just now, when I came upstairs, I peeked down—there are quite a few girls."
"Are they pretty?"
"Uh-huh!"
Hearing this, Lu Chuan was about to burst into laughter, but suddenly he seemed to realize something. He quickly restrained his smile and said sternly, "The person we're looking for hasn't shown up yet. What's there to be happy about?"
"You're the one who asked, though…"
