By the time Tao Zhiyan returned with his clothes in his arms, he had completely settled his emotions.
It was just a meal, wasn't it?
Fine! He'd eat! A big portion! Two bowls!
Tao Zhiyan pushed open the door, set his clothes down, then took a deep breath and straightened up, looking at Feng Ze sitting on his bed. "Young master, I-"
"Your phone went off," Feng Ze interrupted. He stood, picked up the phone, and handed it to Tao Zhiyan. "Take a look."
Tao Zhiyan hadn't intended to bother with his phone, but with it already being handed to him, he could only take it. "Oh."
He turned on the screen and glanced at it casually.
When he saw who had sent the messages, his eyebrows lifted slightly.
Gu Min?
Feng Ze's rival?
He opened the chat.
[Gu Min: Zhiyan, meet me tonight.]
[Gu Min: Not answering?]
[Gu Min: [Video]]
The instant Tao Zhiyan saw the video thumbnail, his expression changed.
The thumbnail showed a cramped room, with "him" sitting in a black leather chair.
His hair was disheveled, the bruises on his face had yet to fade, and he was holding up something Tao Zhiyan couldn't make out.
He looked as though he had been abused.
Had they abused the original owner?
Although the person in the video wasn't Tao Zhiyan, he had the same face and the same body, appearing in such a wretched state-and someone had even filmed it.
Tao Zhiyan's brows furrowed involuntarily.
Talking like that... just what kind of relationship did the original owner have with this Gu Min?
With Feng Ze standing there, Tao Zhiyan didn't open the video right away.
He tried to look as normal as possible, raised his head, and discreetly hid his phone behind his back.
"Um..." Tao Zhiyan