"Bastard! He's gone too far!"
At the exact moment Shen Qiang had finished speaking, thousands of kilometers away, in a minimally yet elegantly decorated seaside villa courtyard, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in a swimsuit, who had been sunbathing on a lounge chair, suddenly sat up.
Turning to the girl in a white dress with a graceful demeanor and stunningly beautiful face, who was diligently tending to a flowerbed, she said, "Young Master, look at this Shen Qiang, who does he think he is, speaking about sphincters and anal muscles, a total dirty-mouthed bastard. Don't you want to teach him a lesson?"
The girl with the graceful demeanor continued arranging the flowers and plants in the flowerbed impassively, her voice calm, "Abi, you must have seen clearly through his phone what happened. It was that Mr. Li who provoked repeatedly; that's why Shen Qiang taught him a lesson."
