In the private room, Lin Fan's arrival further tightened the already tense relations.
Everyone looked at Lin Fan's face, but he didn't explode in anger; instead, he went straight to Li Huizhen's side.
"How are you doing? Can you still walk? I'll take you home."
"I..."
Li Huizhen slowly raised her head, her eyes bleary with alcohol as she looked at Lin Fan. She truly hadn't expected him to come in.
"What 'I'? Are you coming or not?"
Lin Fan regarded Li Huizhen with indifference, as one might ignore the cries of ants, considering everyone in the room as such, including the so-called rich second-generation heir Lucki.
So even if Lucki publicly humiliated him, he didn't care, for with his status today, no one in the room could match his influence in Jiangning, so he didn't bother with them.
