Just as they were finishing up dinner, Lu Ming called.
"Brother Chu, I took her home. Where are you guys? What's the plan for tonight?"
Now that he had dropped off his girlfriend, his voice carried a newfound confidence, tinged with a palpable sense of relief.
'To be fair,' Lin Chu thought, 'it's not like Lu Ming is a total simp. He's probably just well-mannered and respects Xiaolu a lot. But for a guy, that state of mind means he's constantly on edge.'
"Have you eaten?"
Lin Chu didn't answer his question right away, asking casually instead.
Lu Ming joked, "We've eaten. Without you, we have to settle for Haidilao."
Lin Chu laughed. "Cut the crap. Come on over. We're at the Wanhao Hotel near Che Kung Temple."
Lu Ming was stunned when he heard the address.
"Holy shit, you're already at the hotel at this hour? No way, did you really set up one of *those* kinds of parties?"
