In that moment, He Jingyao’s gaze froze, his thin lips pressed tightly together, his right hand trembling slightly as it quickly brushed over the title, and then he nonchalantly closed the forum. Follow current novels on 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
But in his eyes, it was as if a tempest was brewing!
He Jingyao, as usual, browsed several regular forums before finally shutting down the computer.
The screen in the center of the living room lit up once more, and Lawrence’s smiling face appeared on the screen.
"Mr. He, it’s a pleasure to see you." Lawrence smiled at him, "You seem to be in a good mood today."
He Jingyao sneered, "Is that so?"
"My assistant tells me you’ve been browsing some peculiar websites." Lawrence frowned slightly, "What, a ski enthusiasts association, supercar club, military world, doctors of the world, and even adult sites, Mr. He, you have quite the range of hobbies."
"Just killing time out of boredom." He Jingyao curled his lips into a faint smile, "Under your surveillance, what else can I do?"
Lawrence chuckled softly, "Mr. He, please believe me, it is not my intention to monitor you. Once you truly become one of us, I promise to treat you as a partner."
He Jingyao responded with a dismissive cold laugh.
"By the way, the election in your country is about to start in a few days." Lawrence commented with interest, "It’s quite amazing, the Labour Party candidate is indeed Zhuo Yuwei, but the Min Party candidate has yet to appear. Mr. He, what do you think the Min Party is up to?"
He Jingyao’s tone was nonchalant, "How should I know?"
"I thought you might know." Lawrence sighed, "After all, you were adamantly opposing President Zhuo’s re-election. I thought you might have a special preference for the Min Party’s candidate."
"I opposed Zhuo Yuwei simply because he is unfit for the office, and my judgment was proven correct." He Jingyao raised an eyebrow, glancing at Lawrence, "If he had any conscience at all, he wouldn’t associate with you."
"Mr. He, words like that break my heart." Lawrence shook his head, sighing, "But these days, President Zhuo has already secured substantial sponsorship, and his team has begun building his campaign. All thanks to you, Mr. He."
He Jingyao curled his lips into a smile, "The announcement of my death alone was enough to achieve that effect, Mr. Lawrence, you’re too kind."
"Not at all, there will be plenty of times we’ll need your help in the future." Lawrence said warmly, "Oh, and Mr. He, don’t try to send any messages over the internet. You know, the IP address here is untraceable, but if someone were to attempt to track this IP..."
He Jingyao’s eyes narrowed slightly, his expression still indifferent, "You’re overthinking it."
"That’s for the best." Lawrence smiled again, said goodbye, and the screen immediately went dark.
He Jingyao’s hands slowly clenched, and he remained silent for a long time.
Even while talking to Lawrence just now, this thought continued to swirl in his mind.
Zhixi, you’ve really... given me a huge surprise again.
The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed once, as he looked up at the empty living room, a deep darkness in his eyes.
The news of Zhixi expecting twins left He Yirong and Ziyi incredibly excited.
He Yirong paced back and forth in the living room, rubbing his hands continuously, as if unable to find a suitable way to express his feelings.