In a single apartment, Shen Bohong sat on the sofa, with slightly dark circles under his eyes, clearly not well rested, and his eye bags were quite serious.
Coupled with overindulgence and his not-so-young age, he didn't appear very spirited.
Wearing only a bathrobe, exposing sagging flesh, he looked increasingly decadent.
When he saw the news segment broadcasting a post about his niece being a mistress intruding on his sister's relationship, he widened his eyes in disbelief.
Of course, he was even more shocked when he saw another post about Old Madam Shen falling at Mr. Mu's eightieth birthday party, and Miss Mu using her power to bully his sister.
"What's going on?"
Hearing Shen Bohong's words, a alluring woman walked out from the bathroom, wearing only a bathrobe. Her voluptuous figure was obvious, and it seemed that her bathrobe could fall off with a single bend.
"Mr. Shen, what's wrong?"
Shen Bohong's good mood instantly vanished.
