Xuxu wanted to see how Yan Rusheng looked like right now. His expression must be ugly.
Young Master Yan's face fell as Xuxu had expected.
This was one of the few times that Young Master Lu had gained the upper hand when 'sparring verbally'. But he wasn't too gleeful about it.
All he was thinking about was Zhou Shuang. "Alright, enough of nonsense. If you treat me as your friend, get Zhou Shuang's address for me."
Yan Rusheng coldly snorted. "How about I help you woo her too?"
Lu Yinan pressed his lips and shrugged. "If you want to share your experiences, that would be great."
Yan Rusheng rolled his eyes. "Lu Yinan, over my dead body!"
How could he share his experience?
It was so embarrassing!
Young Master Lu usually had a retort so he rolled his eyes too. "But you're not dead yet."
"Get out of my sight." Yan Rusheng threw him a disdainful look and turned around.
He was adamant about not helping him.
