I should be under the car, not in it.
After spending a while being lovey-dovey with Yan Zhiyi, Xia Shule dragged Song Dimu off to his secret base.
It was actually just the area on one side of Yan Zhiyi's office where he had always stayed before. Like he was showing off treasures, Xia Shule showed Song Dimu this and that.
After quite a while, a call from Song Dimu's manager summoned Song Dimu away.
Xia Shule sat alone on the sofa, staring into space. He kept feeling as though he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what, so he just sat there in a daze.
It wasn't until Yan Zhiyi said something that Xia Shule remembered.
"Lele, do you want to go..." Yan Zhiyi hesitated, then changed his wording. "I've been keeping Jiang Gechen under control all this time."
Keeping him under control was the nice way of putting it. To put it bluntly, he had locked the man up.
Realization dawned on Xia Shule, and he finally remembered what he had forgotten. He had nearly forgotten that scumbag. That bastard.
Fortunately, power reigned supreme in this world, so he could do whatever he wanted.
"Where is he locked up?" Xia Shule wanted to see him right now.
Yan Zhiyi had originally kept him in Jiang Gechen's villa in the suburbs, but he was afraid going to that villa would stir up bad memories for Xia Shule, so he told him, "At a property of mine in the suburbs."
"Then will you take me to see him? After you get off work. I need some sleep." Xia Shule was listless.
Ever since waking up, he had tired easily, so he urgently needed some rest.
"All right, go ahead." This gave Yan Zhiyi the perfect opportunity.
It gave him