"BOSS."
Cen Mohan narrowed his eyes as he watched the gym downstairs, his icy gaze landing on the man who kept glancing toward the lounge.
"Look into where that man named Wang Zhiyao works and who's in his family. I want to know everything, down to the last detail."
He had never thought much of this man, which was why he hadn't even bothered investigating him before. But now that he thought about it, it would be better to clear some things up first.
"Yes."
The person on the other end received the order without asking a single unnecessary question.
*
"Who was that just now?"
Su Qiao had just finished showering and drying her hair when she came out of the lounge and ran into Wang Zhiyao, who had been waiting by the door the whole time.
His face was full of anger, though he was doing his best to restrain it, leaving his features somewhat twisted.
His interrogative tone made Su Qiao frown.
"The boxing coach."
After saying that, Su Qiao walked around him and headed straight outside.
It was getting late. It should be past five by now. She could grab something to eat and then head back, arriving just as it got dark.
"Does a coach need to say that much?" Wang Zhiyao followed behind her, his face full of jealousy.
Host, this man actually has the nerve to question you. Keep putting him down from every angle until smoke comes out of his head!
Su Qiao stood in the plaza outside the gym and looked up at the sky.
The weather was nice today. There wasn't much sun, and there was even a slightly cool breeze.
Weather this nice was indeed perfect for putting someone in their place.
"We were just discussing fitness methods and