A child who only knows clubbing

"Cough! Cough!"

The two immediately pulled apart, Lian bumping his back against the table. They both turned around and by the entrance stood a tall figure with glowing blue eyes staring at them.

"Young master? When did you get here?" Ding asked.

"Me? I've been here for a while now. You guys just didn't seem to notice my presence."

Lian turned his head away hiding the blush on his face and Ding cleared his throat and stood up.

"What brings you here?"

Tsun looked behind him his eyes landing on Lian," Him."

"Him? What do you want from him?"

Tsun placed his hand on his shoulder," I just want to have a chat with him. Afraid I might steak him from you because am better looking?"

Ding slapped his hand away from his shoulder," Please don't make such jokes young master."

"Okay okay. Father needs the documents delivered to him. Are you done?"