"Ahhh—"
The nightingale on the branch scattered in all directions, startled by the woman's piercing scream.
So noisy.
The surveillance video was on; the woman confined with the snake continued her frenzy, screaming at the top of her lungs.
Su Qinghou turned down the volume of the video, "Go gag her."
"Yes."
Even vixens feared snakes, thinking there would be something different.
Still, 011 was more interesting. Su Qinghou had also tried to scare 011 with snakes but to no avail; that snake got crushed by 011.
He answered a phone call.
It was from Xiao Yi, "Young Master Zhi, we've found a solution for 011's blood transfusion issue."
Everything was ready, except for the person.
After hanging up the phone, Su Qinghou tapped on the desk as he pondered.
Su Chan pushed the door open, "Qing Hou."
He turned off the surveillance video, speaking in a lazy tone that sounded quite casual, "You should change the way you address me."
