After having lost again, Lu Jinnian didn't bother waiting for everyone to remind him to drink as a punishment. He took the glass from the table and downed it. Just as he set it down and was about to pick up the second one, he heard someone ask that question. His hand stopped abruptly.
The others in the room broke into commotion.
"Yeah. We've been asking for half a day now, yet we still don't know who Mr. Lu likes."
"If Mr. Lu doesn't want to say her name, it's alright to show us a photo."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! Whoever caught Mr. Lu's eye must be pretty right?!"
When Lu Jinnian heard everyone bouncing back off each other's words, his expression looked ceaselessly calm. His hand slightly bent over and picked up the second glass. He threw his head back, and the alcohol traveled down to his stomach.
A drip of red liquid trickled down the corner of his lips, along his neck, and slid down the inside of his shirt.
