Wei Shi knew a lot of things, including that Yi Ganxian liked men and that he had a penchant for training slaves.
Igan Xiansheng was a privileged son, so it was nothing unusual for him to use his own methods to train some people who came to him.
But to harm one's own younger brother is going too far.
Wei stopped what he was doing and remained silent.
Yi Ganxian knew that his seemingly shrewd but actually more upright than anyone else's friend did not agree with his approach.
But he didn't care. From the moment he branded that scorching hot mark onto Yi Mu's body, there was no turning back.
"If there's nothing else, you can go now."
Wei Shi stood there for a long time, then sighed and took the tweezers from Yi Ganxian's hand.
"You've gone too far. He's your brother. How are you going to explain this to your parents? And will he even accept you?"
Wei Shi thought that as long as the boy was of sound mind, he could not possibly be involved with his brother.
Wei Shi naturally assumed that Yi Ganxian's feelings for Yi Mu were related to orthopedics, but he didn't know that his friend, who was incredibly decisive in business, hadn't even figured out what kind of feelings he had for his younger brother.
Yi Ganxian used to just want to tease Yi Mu and tell him not to run away whenever he saw him.
This is based on the premise that Yi Mu is still the son of the Yi family.
But if Yi Mu leaves the Yi family, one day he may never return to the Yi family again, and part ways with the Yi family and with Yi Ganxian.
The mere thought of this possibility sent a whirlwind through Igan Kenji's mind, making it impossible for him to find peace for even a moment.
He was unwilling to think about his feelings for Yi Mu in the short term, but there were countless ways to keep Yi Mu.
As long as you keep him by your side, you don't have to think too much, which can alleviate the inexplicable anxiety in your heart.
Wei Shi knew that once Yi Ganxian made a decision, even the Emperor himself couldn't do anything about it, so he could only feel sorry for the young man in his heart.
He was clearly a handsome young man with delicate features. If he had been in school and had been a good student, he would definitely have been a heartthrob who would charm countless girls.
But at the peak of his life, he was targeted by Yi Ganxian. This guy was probably cursed with bad luck, poor thing.
Yi Mu was in the prime of his youth, and his fever subsided in less than half a day.
He told Yiganxian that he wanted to go home.
Yi Ganxian tossed him a tracker, saying, "Keep it with you, and I won't look for you for a while."
In front of Yi Ganxian, Yi Mu threw the five-digit tracking device into the azure swimming pool.
Yi Ganxian remained expressionless and instructed the steward, "Let him leave whenever the young master has made up his mind."
Yi Mu was confined to the villa for three days, during his crucial senior year of high school, and he missed three days of classes.
On the fourth day, he asked the butler for a brand new tracker, installed it on his phone, and walked out of the villa.
It was a cloudy day, and Igan Xian had arranged to discuss a deal worth over 100 million.
The business deal went very smoothly. In the evening, the middleman arranged for a number of young and beautiful models, both male and female.
The other party's boss had already impatiently reached his hand under the girl's skirt. Yi Ganxian glanced at the boy beside him, whose eyes were filled with lust, and pushed away the wine offered by him.
The boy looked into his emotionless eyes, his face paled, and he thought the man had seen through his trick.
Igan Kenji has a slight obsession with cleanliness, but he's not the kind of person who spoils the fun.
In these kinds of occasions, there are always some things mixed in to liven things up.
He used to not mind indulging in a life of pleasure and debauchery, but lately he's lost interest.
After making an excuse to leave, Igan Kenji turned on his phone and was surprised to find that the little green dot had moved.
After leaving the villa, Yi Mu went home first, stayed for a short while, then went to a residential area near the school, and didn't go anywhere else.
The dark clouds that had been hanging over his heart dissipated, and Igan Kenji's mood suddenly improved.
He pulled up his contacts, opened a number, and dialed it.
Is it convenient?
They were pleasantly surprised and kept saying it was convenient, asking him repeatedly if he needed to prepare anything.
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