"Hiss..."
At the dinner table, Guo Baoming picked up a piece of braised pork with a smile and stuffed it into his mouth.
He chewed heartily, savoring it just as passionately as the woman beneath him was moaning.
This simultaneous action, carefree and joyful, yet Lin Fan felt a bit of a toothache.
Because at this moment, he had realized what he had previously overlooked: Even though he knew that the opportunity Zhu Defu gave him was fraught with dangers, he had focused solely on the opportunity, thinking it was a mix of danger and opportunity, or rather, that he saw the danger as a mere accessory to the opportunity, never considering that the opportunity was actually the bait leading him step by step toward the abyss.
"How about it, feeling uncomfortable?"
