Get Off

The veteran male singer crashed into another table. The sounds of loud banging and glasses shattering stopped the party and caught everyone's attention. Audible gasps and screams punctuated the suddenly tensed air.

"Y-you! How dare you, Jin Chonglin?!" the fallen veteran singer roared. "You d-dare—hic—hit me?!!"

"Sir, you are a great singer and I looked up to you before this. But all my respect for you are now gone. You are a disgusting pervert," Jin Chonglin told him.

The veteran singer struggled to get up from all the broken debris on the floor. "What did you say?! Jin Chonglin, you have become too full of yourself! Just b-because—hic—you have won so many awards tonight. So you t-think that you're—hic—such a b-big shot now, huh?! You're a hundred years too early to act like that in f-front of me!"

Jin Chonglin ignored the man, turned around, and headed to Iris' group. "Junior Iris, let's go."

Iris looked at the four posh ladies.