230, we are not suitable!

Gu Yibo had just returned home when he heard Song Zhen's agonizing scream.

And around him, Qi Lei and a group of bodyguards, all stood by doing nothing, as if they hadn't heard the noise coming from upstairs at all.

Gu Yibo's mouth hung open, staring dumbstruck at the circle of people.

As Song Zhen's screams ceased, Gu Yibo dashed upstairs, still confused.

Study—

Gu Yibo sat alone on the sofa.

On the coffee table in front of him, there were coffee, a fruit platter, and pastries.

McDull had been taken away by Lan Baozhen.

After the doctor finished treating Gu Xinzhou's knee, he tended to the bite wound on Song Zhen's thigh.

When it came time to take off his pants, Song Zhen felt somewhat embarrassed.

Gu Yibo snorted coldly, "It's not like I'm making you strip completely, what I have, you have too. There's nothing to see!"

Song Zhen pursed his lips and unbuckled his belt.