"So, you're all dead men?"
Sheng Siyuan poured himself a glass of red wine, took a sip with deliberation, and then made his way to the large sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window to sit down.
From the vantage point of the fifty-story five-star hotel, he could overlook the entire city's nightscape. At that moment, the scene with thousands of household lights resembled a night sky sprinkled with stars, breathtakingly beautiful.
When Xu Guannan heard this, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
How could they be dead men?
Hadn't they recently noticed that this ancestor seemed a bit different towards that nanny? They wouldn't dare to stop him rashly.
"President, I'll call them right away to tell them to keep a closer watch on this nanny."
Xu Guannan took out his phone.
But no sooner had he spoken than he noticed the man, languidly leaning back on the sofa, staring into the night and saying casually, "Just keep track of her whereabouts."
"..."
Her whereabouts?
