The scene was suddenly quiet.
And then.
"Hahahaha..." Han Zhen and Yu Yuting burst into loud laughter.
Feng Chen'an's ears turned slightly red.
Indeed, without the presence of women, the topics had become much less restrained.
Just then, Lu Ziheng pushed the door open and entered, presumably having finished his business.
"What are you laughing at?" he asked, seeing the two laughing so hard they were bending over.
"Asheng was telling a dirty joke," Yu Yuting invited, "Ziheng, come have a couple drinks before you go."
But Lu Ziheng said, "No thanks, you guys carry on, I need to get back."
"Shit!" Yan Nansheng cursed, "It's only nine o'clock, are you rushing off to fuck or something?"
Yu Yuting snorted and began to laugh even harder.
Lu Ziheng looked at him, his brow slightly furrowed, "If you want to do that, find another place, this is a legitimate business."
"Hahahaha!" This time, Han Zhen laughed even louder.
