Yan Chu nearly crushed his phone, remembering the content on the DVD he received today, but ultimately chose to retreat. "Fine, I'm coming up."
The decor in the large bedroom was quite luxurious. As Yan Chu pushed the door and entered, he saw a small round table in the center of the room, on which rested a bottle of Whisky and a glass filled with ice cubes, accompanied by candles lit to create a cozy atmosphere.
The bathroom door opened, and Qin Lou, who had only a white towel wrapped around his lower body and his hair still dripping, walked out. Seeing him, he smiled slightly, "Young Master Yan, you've arrived."
Yan Chu coldly glanced at him, his gaze dark and ominous, "Where's the DVD? Bring it to me along with the negatives."
