He knew I love her

When Ethan Lu pressed the send button, the trivial tension enveloping in his heart slightly lightened as he vented his uneasiness to his dear friend: Elliot Gong.

Putting back the phone inside his suit pocket, Ethan Lu unhurriedly departed the car. His assistant, Lyrick Jiang was already waiting for him outside the vehicle with his ever composed demeanor. 

"Young Master,"

Just like any typical nightclubs, it has laser and spotlights with flashy colors, several sports cars parked outside, and a crowd— male and females formed on a line to the main entrance. 

"You can just wait here or have fun inside— I'll go alone." Glancing at the booming establishment that was owned by Chris Yu, Ethan Lu muttered as he slid his hand inside his pocket before he strode to the other entrance for authorized personnel only.