The scene in the hidden compartment made Jiang daode's mind go blank for a short while.
Feng bujue was sitting on one of the chairs inside the cubicle, and there was a laptop placed before him.
"You ... You ... Why ..." Jiang daode stammered, but he could not even say a single word clearly.
"Two days ago, I sneaked into the houses of your mistresses one by one." Feng bujue stood up from his chair and walked closer to Jiang daode."Initially, I just wanted to collect some DNA samples to use as evidence to expose your identity, but I didn't expect ... In the process of searching the house, I found something unexpected ..."
As he said these words, Jiang daode stepped back from the room and returned to the chairman's office.
