Cheng Daqi's madness wasn't the sharpened fury of the bad guys seizing power, nor was it the hysterical venting of the petty folks upon attaining brief authority.
His madness was calm, serene, an apparent matter of course, as if he had always been this way, as if his insanity was naturally justified.
But for the raven-haired rich widow, having been publicly overridden by Cheng Daqi a few times, she had been trained by CEO Cheng to be an obedient child.
Temir knew that something abnormal signaled a monster lurking, like an old man suddenly going quiet probably because he's crapped his pants, Cheng Daqi's inexplicable flamboyance definitely had a reason.
Although she despised Cheng Daqi, the raven-haired rich widow was clear that her unusual friend wouldn't do anything too outrageous.
"Honey, you should smoke less in the future. I heard it can lead to impotence if you smoke too much."
