Now even Timothy can betray him, he trusts no one except Mo Shisan.
Besides, he has nothing now, who would follow him?
...
To make the performance more convincing, Ya Shitian even put some alcohol scent on himself.
After all, the servants and bodyguards here know that Timothy drank a lot tonight.
When going out with Ya Shitian, Ye Anqi was a little nervous.
She was worried they would be exposed.
Yet Ya Shitian walked down boldly, his pace and demeanor were just like Timothy's.
"Somebody come." Reaching downstairs, Ya Shitian called out to the bodyguard outside.
A bodyguard came in, "Young master, what are your orders?"
Ya Shitian leaned back on the sofa, lazily putting his legs on the coffee table, "Go and bring Mo Shisan to me."
"Yes." The bodyguard didn't notice anything unusual.
Even if the voice wasn't exactly the same, Timothy drank a lot tonight, and no one would suspect a slightly different voice.
