Cheng Er clenched his fists tightly. "That Lin Li’s smug face is really asking for a beating."
"Absolutely asking for it," Cheng Da sneered. "But it’s fine. The boss will teach him a lesson soon."
Since Lin Li was determined to court death, the boss would surely oblige him.
Lin Li put away his phone, planning to find a secluded spot to hide.
He had barely taken two steps when Cheng Da and Cheng Er appeared right in front of him.
"Mr. Lin Li, where are you off to?"
Lin Li was still wearing a mask at the time.
Hearing Cheng Da’s words, Lin Li’s eyes widened in shock.
They had called him by his real name.
How had they recognized him?
Lin Li quickly lowered his head. "Sorry, you’ve got the wrong person. I’m just a hotel waiter, not Lin Li. You saw me earlier—I was serving your young master."
"Lin Li, cut the act. Did you really think your disguise was so good we wouldn’t recognize you?" Cheng Da scoffed.
Lin Li clenched his fists, his palms slick with sweat.
From the sound of it, they had known his identity all along.
Did that mean Lin Xuan knew too?
But if Lin Xuan knew, why would he have drunk the spiked wine?
Unless… the wine had been switched?
No, that couldn’t be.
Lin Li dismissed the thought immediately.
He had been watching Lin Xuan the whole time—there was no way he could’ve swapped the wine right under his nose.
He couldn’t panic now.
Maybe they were just testing him.
Lin Li forced a smile. "Gentlemen, I really don’t understand what you’re saying. My name is Li He. Why do you think I’m Lin Li?"
"Still pretending?" Cheng Er stepped forward and yanked the mask off Lin Li’s face.
"Look, you’re the spitting image of Lin Li. Still going to deny it?" Cheng Er sneered.
"Lin Li, you’d make a great actor. Your performance deserves an Oscar."
Lin Li’s face turned ashen.
So his plan had been exposed.
He couldn’t stay here.
Lin Xuan was a demon—he’d tortured him countless times before, even robbing him of his manhood.
This time, he couldn’t let himself get caught.
Lin Li turned to run.
"Trying to escape? Not so easy!" Cheng Er kicked Lin Li’s knee.
Lin Li crumpled to the ground with a heavy thud, his face twisted in pain.
"Hel—"
Before he could finish the cry, Cheng Da clamped a hand over his mouth.
"Mmph—mmph!"
Lin Li thrashed wildly, but his struggles were useless against the two men.
"Forgot to bring a gag," Cheng Er muttered.
Cheng Da glanced at him. "You’re wearing socks, aren’t you? Take one off."
"Oh right, the socks!" Cheng Er grinned.
"Mmph—mmph!" Lin Li writhed in protest.
He refused to taste someone else’s filthy socks!
Slap!
Cheng Er smacked Lin Li across the face.
"Stay still!"
He yanked off a sock, releasing a pungent, fishy stench that assaulted Lin Li’s nostrils.
Lin Li gagged.
Cheng Da pinched his own nose. "Damn, Cheng Er, how long has it been since you washed these?"
"Uh…" Cheng Er scratched his head sheepishly. "Been busy lately. Not sure exactly how long."
Probably half a month, at least.
Cheng Da grimaced in disgust.
But the rancid sock was perfect for silencing Lin Li.
"Hurry up and gag him before the guys Lin Li hired show up," Cheng Da urged.
"Got it!"
Cheng Er pried Lin Li’s mouth open and stuffed the sock inside.
The overpowering stench made Lin Li’s eyes roll back—he passed out on the spot.
Like a lifeless fish, he was dragged into a hotel suite by Cheng Da and Cheng Er.
"Boss, we’ve brought Lin Li," Cheng Da announced respectfully.
"Mm."
Lin Xuan nodded, eyes still closed as he lounged in a chair.
Last night, a certain temptress had kept him up far too long—he needed to catch up on sleep.
Something told him Hua wouldn’t let him rest tonight either.
"Anything else you need us to do, boss?" Cheng Da asked.
"No. Just stay in the room. When Lin Li’s hired help arrives, shut the door behind them."
"Understood."
The two men stepped aside, eyes gleaming with anticipation.
If Lin Li had drugged the boss, he must’ve arranged for someone to visit this suite.
And since Lin Li wouldn’t have hired beauties, it had to be something grotesque.
Heh. Lin Li was in for a treat.
Lin Xuan continued his light doze.
Soon, the two men Lin Li had hired arrived at the suite door.
"That employer showed us a real looker. What a catch!"
"Damn right. We’re gonna have ourselves a feast."
"I bet it’ll be heavenly."
"Let’s get inside quick—the sooner we start, the better."
Grinning lewdly, they pushed the door open.
The suite was pitch black.
Chen Laoyi closed the door behind them.
"Hey there, handsome~ We’re here for you~"
They rubbed their hands together, creeping toward the bed.
Suddenly—click!
The lights blazed on, revealing Lin Xuan sitting calmly on the couch.
He stared at the two men—one obese, the other scrawny—and raised an eyebrow.
So Lin Li hadn’t sent women, but men?
Tch. Lin Li had meant to scar him for life. Now, the tables had turned.
The two men froze at the sight of Lin Xuan.
Wasn’t this the guy from the employer’s photo?
But the employer said he’d been drugged!
Why did he look completely unaffected?
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