"It makes sense that you find him familiar because he's an entertainer, and maybe you've seen him on TV," Gantang said.
"That shouldn't be the reason," Lin Huan said, keeping his eyes on Lin Fan's retreating figure without much hesitation, and chased after him.
"Hey?" When Gantang saw him suddenly run off and didn't respond to her shout, she thought for a moment and followed.
The expression on Lin Huan's face was a bit hard to read. Lin Fan, after all, belonged to her close friend. There wouldn't be any problems, right?
Lin Huan caught up to the private room just in time to stop the door from being closed with one hand.
Lin Fan turned around and saw a stranger, and asked, "Sir, you must be in the wrong place, right?"
"No, I'm looking for you."
"But I don't know you."
