Jiatian Clubhouse.
Min Jia and Ma Rufang were already having a blast. Lin Hui glanced at his phone, checked WeChat, and saw that He Jian Shan still hadn’t replied—he was probably busy. Looking at the time, Lin Hui figured it was about time to leave. He stood up, ready to excuse himself, but before he could say anything, the music in the private room suddenly stopped for no apparent reason—
The noisy world went silent in an instant.
Min Jia and Ma Rufang froze, looking at each other, completely at a loss. Min Jia’s assistant, Huang Lu, quickly stood up.
“Min Jie, I’ll go find the waiter to see what’s going on.”
She rushed to the door, but as soon as she opened it, she suddenly took a few steps back, turning around with a shocked expression to look at Lin Hui.
“Lin… Lin…”
Lin Hui looked over, and a familiar figure had already entered, followed closely by the club manager.
Min Jia sneezed, instantly sobering up.
Ma Rufang noticed the sudden silence in the room and also turned to look at the door. She stared at He Jian Shan for a long time before hesitantly looking at Min Jia.
“Hey, isn’t that He—”
Before she could finish, Min Jia decisively covered her mouth.
The room grew even quieter, and the atmosphere turned strange.
Lin Hui remained calm, though he noticed that He Jian Shan hadn’t looked at him once since entering the room.
He Jian Shan took the initiative to break the silence. “President Min, what a coincidence. Aren’t you going to introduce us?”
Min Jia glanced back and forth between Lin Hui and He Jian Shan, not knowing what game they were playing. But since Lin Hui was her guest, she had no choice but to nervously introduce, “The lady next to me is President Ma, and this… this…”
Ma Rufang saw Min Jia struggling with her words due to her tipsy state and thoughtfully chimed in, “He’s Xiao Lin, Min Zong’s assistant. Assistant Lin, hahaha!”
Min Jia’s eyes widened.
“Assistant Lin?” He Jian Shan raised an eyebrow, softly repeating the title, his tone ambiguous, as if both puzzled and murmuring affectionately.
Lin Hui couldn’t help but curl his lips slightly but didn’t say anything. He also didn’t leave anymore, instead sitting back down comfortably.
Min Jia was fully