The two chatted for a while before Lu Ming came down. He closed the door to the tea room and gave Lin Chu a suggestive look. "Bro, you're the fucking man. Damn, I'm so jealous... My girlfriend just secretly messaged me asking what the deal was with those three... I had no fucking clue how to answer her."
Lin Chu smiled faintly. "It is what it is. Just tell her the truth. Since it's already done, why worry about what people will say?"
Lu Ming pressed his lips together, took a sip of tea, and sighed deeply. "My girlfriend... she's actually great. Smart, sensible, impeccable social skills, knows how to treat people, and she can cook. I told her to quit the entertainment biz and just stay home, do my laundry, and cook for me. She didn't object at all, just agreed right away... To be honest, I'm actually tempted."
This wasn't some kind of humble brag. It was a genuine struggle to choose between freedom and love.
