He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
Jiang Zhuoheng sneered coldly, "I just didn't want to be as pretentious and overbearing as you."
Was this the beginning of a catfight between these two men?
Ming Ansheng was worried that they might come to blows after they finished competing with each other. He quickly settled himself between them and smiled to ease the tension. "It's my birthday today, why are the two of you holding the wine bottles and drinking everything?"
As he spoke, he gave Lu Yinan a meaningful glance; he wanted him to help distract one of them.
Lu Yinan understood his intention and sat down immediately. He wrapped an arm around Jiang Zhuoheng's neck. "I heard that you have a younger cousin who just came back from overseas. I hear she's really pretty, so you should bring her along to meet us next time."
Jiang Zhuoheng rolled his eyes at him. "You really live up to your reputation of being 'refined scum'."
