However, recently, he had been going overboard every day. Every night, he would hold a party in the middle of the night and play music. A group of people would eat, drink, sing, and torture her inhumanely.
Some time ago, Huo Ci had been very well-behaved. However, he had been angered by her elusive whereabouts. He could not catch her or deal with her. After he flew into a rage out of humiliation, he started to act without any scruples.
In the living room, a group of scantily clad men and women treated this place like a bar as if they had taken ecstasy. They swayed their bodies wantonly and started a hot and intimate dance.
"You." He leaned lazily on the sofa and crossed his legs on the coffee table in front of him. He instructed a coquettish woman with heavy makeup, "Go over and turn up the volume."
The music was too soft and could not be heard at all. The pretty boy in the room must not have heard it.