Without a sound, he slipped out of Jian Wei's room and into his own, his heart hammering. He sat down on his bed, staring at the copied files now in his possession.
So this was what they were hiding. And they had dragged Yu Xi into it. Jian Ci clenched his fists. If his brothers thought they could keep him out, they were wrong. This time, he wasn't going to sit back and whine. This time, he was going to act.
Jian Wei stepped out of the shower, steam curling around him, toweling his hair with slow, unhurried movements. He didn't notice anything amiss. Why would he? This was their home and there was no one to guard against.
Meanwhile, Jian Ci sat cross-legged on his bed, the files glowing faintly on his screen. He scrolled through them, his eyes narrowing as the name appeared. A sneer tugged at his lips.
