As he put on those clothes by himself, he'd had to endure Zhuang Nainai's mockery, as well as Cheng Sizhe's scrutiny. He just felt like an absolute clown.
He had been powerful all his life. Why was he being bullied like this now?
If someone else found out that he wore those cosplay costumes, that person would probably burst out laughing.
Upon thinking these, he suddenly felt gloomy, infuriated, and anxious. He wished he could just snatch Zhuang Nainai back and… teach her a good lesson.
This feeling caused his entire body to itch unbearably, as if a cat's paw was tickling him.
He tossed and turned a few times, but he still could not fall asleep. He suddenly stood up and narrowed his eyes.
The next day, Xu Dazhi took a leave from work.
