Sick thrill

" Ah, president Liao, you are already here," said Li Rou with a simpering smile, she hurriedly dragged Song Yan inside like she was worried the latter would run away before tightly closing the door behind her. 

Song Yan watched Li Rou sombrely and let her forcibly drag her inside the room. Just one look around the room and one would know that this was not a place for serious discussion. There was a faint musk scent in the room and rose petals were scattered all over the floor, and what was even more surprising was all the X-rated toys that were hanging on the wall including a bloody whip.

" Song Yan, this president Liao. Go ahead and greet him." Li Rou turned to look at Song Yan who finally got a glimpse of the mysterious President Liao.  Her brows furrowed as she stared at the man in front of her a set of sunken eyes with redness coating them, flabby lips and a sunken pallor despite his fat body.