wealthy?Who cares

Tread, step, step...

Footsteps sounded one after another in the corridor of the small building hidden on the edge of the city. On the top floor, a tall man stood at the door of the only room, and the man knocked on the door on the top floor.

"Knock knock knock..."

The dark room is pitch black, only the 42-inch LCD TV hanging on the wall emits bright light.

The light of the TV illuminated the dark room, and through the gloomy light, one could vaguely see a young man sitting on the sofa not far from the LCD TV.

The LCD TV on the wall played pictures that were not suitable for children. The moment the knock on the door sounded, the back of the young man who was staring at the screen froze.

"Come in."

The young man's voice was hoarse with a touch of sexiness, but the voice that should have been extremely sexy and alluring was like the voice of a demon to the ears of the person outside.

"Master."

"Say."

"The person you asked me to pay attention to is back." The tall man lowered his head, as if he was afraid of seeing the picture on the screen.

"Hmm~~~~What did you say?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the line of the young man's back was as tight as an elegant leopard. In the darkness, he could vaguely see the corner of his lips pursed.

Cold sweat could be faintly seen rolling down his forehead, and the next second, the man continued his previous words, "Master, the person you drew my attention to is back."

"You did a good job, go down and keep paying attention to him."

The order was given neatly, and the man's eyes in the darkness continued to stare at the TV screen that was still playing, and silence spread in the dark room.

After a long time, the man bent over and lowered his head replied: "Yes, young master." Then he walked gently towards the door, without raising his head from the beginning to the end.

Before leaving, he expressed sympathy for the man whom his young master cared about, but as a housekeeper, he had no right to say anything more.

The door was closed, and the room continued to return to calm, but there was no sound on the screen on the TV, just like a mime.

After the man left, the young man took out the remote control from the sofa and pressed the button for playing the sound with his index finger.

The young man's eyes were still fixed on the screen, and everything on the screen made his body tense.