Bab 433: Own up Myself

The doors and windows to the bedroom were closed tight. The black laced curtains from the French windows were not let down. Only the thin lace curtains meant to block out sunlight was drawn, keeping part of the brightness out of the room.

He Zhichu looked at his phone and downed his red wine.

Setting his wine glass down, he keyed in commands in his phone.

He will not delete the program that invaded his phone. He will only tweak it slightly, letting it send what the person wanted to receive in the first place – only it was fake.

Who said that he had to let the person eavesdropping hear the real things?

They had the guts to eavesdrop, but don't have the brains to differentiate if the information were true or false?

A mocking smile crept up He Zhichu's lips as he edited the program in no time.

He spent some time fighting within himself to not check on the source of the program.