Although the teenager had left, the vast house still faintly exuded the scent of a 'boyfriend'.
The man, holding his phone, walked into the bathroom and accessed an audio file from his frequently used documents.
The sound of rushing water mixed with the phone's constant repetition of 'good brother', the youth's voice clear and tender, sweet as dripping water.
The temperature in the bathroom rose higher and higher, with the scalding steam enshrouding above, partially concealing the man's dark, restless brows and eyes.
This bath lasted for well over an hour.
"CEO, the messages have all been spread as per your orders," one reported.
Xiao Sui made the call, and from the other end came a familiar voice, "Not enough."
"What are your instructions?"
"Contact the victim, make sure he spends the rest of his life in there."
"...Yes!"
Xiao Sui was slightly startled, the CEO rarely took things to such a ruthless extent, this Zou Gang must have really touched the CEO's raw nerve.
