Chapter 85
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Lu Jinnian didn't react.
The assistant didn't say anything to disturb Lu Jinnian. He just gently placed the ginger soup on the table.
Even though the assistant's movements were light, the porcelain bowl still made a small sound when it touched the table.
Lu Jinnian turned his head and looked towards the direction of the sound. He raised his hand and brought the cigarette to his mouth to take a deep drag. He stared out the floor-to-ceiling window for a while before raising his hand to put out the cigarette in the ashtray beside him. He turned around and walked to the table. He single-handedly picked up the porcelain bowl and brought it to his lips. He took a sip, the spicy taste spreading in his mouth. Then, as though he had thought of something, he looked at the assistant, who had silently retreated to the door. He asked, "Is there more?"
The assistant paused for a moment, then quickly realized that Lu Jinnian was asking about the ginger soup. He thought that Lu Jinnian wanted more, so he immediately nodded and said, "I'll go get it now."
Lu Jinnian softly replied with an "En", then lowered his head and blew at the steam. He took another sip, and in a slightly muffled voice, he said, "Bring it to room 5231."
The assistant instantly froze on the spot. Who lived in room 5231?
Lu Jinnian saw that the assistant didn't react for a long time, so he raised his head and coldly glanced at him. He then added, "Say it was arranged by the production team."
The assistant understood what Lu Jinnian meant. He wanted him to say that the ginger soup was prepared by the production team and not delivered by him. The assistant hurriedly nodded and said, "Ah", then left the room.
The assistant came back in less than five minutes after delivering the ginger soup.
Lu Jinnian sat on the chair with the bowl of ginger soup in his hands. Steam was still rising from it. When he heard the door open, he nonchalantly raised his eyes to glance at his assistant. In a flat tone, he asked, "Did you send it over?"
"En." The assistant hesitated for a moment, but still reported the situation truthfully. "But Miss Qiao isn't in the room. Her assistant, Miss Zhao, came to pick her up."
Lu Jinnian furrowed his brows slightly. He lowered his head, picked up the porcelain bowl, and slowly took a sip of the ginger soup. Before he swallowed it, he heard his assistant say, "Miss Zhao said that Miss Qiao is downstairs playing mahjong with Mr. Sun. She said that Mr. Sun wants to discuss a role in the new movie."
Lu Jinnian abruptly froze, his hands gripping the teacup tightly. He lowered his eyes and stared at the ginger tea coldly. After about two seconds, Lu Jinnian forcefully swallowed the ginger tea in his mouth. As though it had nothing to do with him, he faintly nodded. "Got it."
After a pause, he added, "There's nothing else for you to do here tonight, you can head back to your room."
The assistant silently left the room. After a long while, Lu Jinnian placed the porcelain bowl back on the table. He stared out the window with a cold expression for a long time before pulling out his phone. His fingers flew across the screen, and he sent a message.
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