Liu Song returned to the secret stronghold from the old house by 10 p.m. Hesitating for a moment, he gestured to a corner, and a muscular man in his twenties emerged: "Young Master, may I know if you have any instructions?"
Liu Song tilted his chin towards the direction of his father's study: "Is my dad in there by himself?"
The man bowed in response: "Reporting to the Young Master, a guest arrived an hour ago, and the boss let him into the study!"
"That's fine, I know. You can go now!" Liu Song was secretly relieved that he hadn't barged in directly. He hurried upstairs to his room and locked the box into the safe.
Standing up, he found Qian Mei leaning against the door with a charming smile, watching him. His face quickly darkened: "Why did you come in without knocking?"
"Should I go out and knock again?" Qian Mei giggled as she approached, her slender hand slowly gliding across Liu Song's body. Sensing the change in his physique, a hint of disgust flashed in her lowered eyes.
