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Inside the Zhou family villa.

Zhou Shi'an was sitting on the sofa in his bedroom, processing the company's documents.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Young Master, are you asleep?"

"Uncle Li, come in!" Zhou Shi'an slowly raised his head and saw Butler Li mysteriously walk into the room.

After carefully closing the door, Butler Li whispered, "Young Master, I haven't had a chance to tell you all day."

The results of the tests you asked me to do are in, and the results are fine.

Those are all top-quality tonics, very nourishing!

Butler Li emphasized the last two words.

Zhou Shi'an nodded, and was just about to say something when Butler Li took out a ceramic jar from his pocket.

"Young master, I have instructed someone to soak the tonics you have collected in the finest Moutai liquor."

"If you drink a few sips every night, you're guaranteed to regain your virility in less than a month."

As he spoke, Butler Li carefully placed the ceramic jar on the coffee table beside him.

"By the way, young master, don't worry, no one else knows about this."

Zhou Shi'an: "..."

Even with his sharp mind, he couldn't find any words to defend himself at this moment.

He even wanted to utter a swear word.

When Butler Li saw that he was not speaking, he assumed it was because he was too embarrassed to talk due to his health.

He earnestly comforted him, "Young Master, this is actually not a big deal."

As the saying goes, a man over twenty-five is practically sixty.

You're just overworking yourself. With proper treatment, you'll definitely recover.

After saying this, Butler Li seemed to realize that his words were not convincing.

He added, "Actually, I've been impotent for a long time. Do you know what the first thing my wife says to me every night is?"

Zhou Shi'an gave him a strange look: "What is it?"

She said, "Pack your things, I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me!"

Upon hearing Butler Li's words, Zhou Shi'an's lips twitched.

This was the first time he had ever found Old Li to be so "interesting".

"So, young master, don't be discouraged. I'm already this old and I haven't given up yet."

You're still young, you can definitely be cured, I believe in you!

Meeting Butler Li's encouraging gaze, Zhou Shi'an felt utterly speechless.

He sighed and unconsciously reached out to pinch his brow.

Seeing this, Butler Li gave him a sympathetic look and shook his head helplessly.

As a man himself, how could he not understand the young master's pain?

"Young Master, after you finish your work, get some rest and don't think too much."

With that, he turned and left.

Just as he was about to reach the door, Butler Li paused.

He whirled around, raising his fist: "Go, young master! You can do it!"

After saying that, he gently closed the door and disappeared.

Zhou Shi'an: "..."

No, what's wrong with this world?

It's one thing for the old man to be a meme, but even the usually composed butler Li is so trendy.

Suddenly, another knocking sounded at the door.

Zhou Shi'an thought it was Steward Li returning, so he kept pinching his brow and didn't even lift his head.

"Enter!"

As soon as Zhou Shijin entered his older brother's room, he found the other man sitting on the sofa looking exhausted.

He glanced at the laptop with its screen lit up beside him and couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

As expected of a domineering CEO, he's so tired he can barely keep his eyes open, yet he still insists on working.

Luckily, I'm not cut out for that, otherwise I would have suffered terribly.

Without a second thought, Zhou Shijin tiptoed and quickly came up behind Zhou Shian.

He stretched out his long, slender hands and placed them on the other person's shoulders, then began to massage them with practiced ease.

Zhou Shi'an's body stiffened. He slowly opened his eyes and was about to turn his head to look.

A voice came from beside my ear: "Brother, sit still and let me give you a good massage."

Let me tell you, with my technique, I can only describe it in two words—professional!

As he finished speaking, he began to knead, rub, press, and pound with his hands...

The set of movements was incredibly smooth and fluid.

At this moment, Zhou Shi'an felt all his fatigue vanish, and he couldn't help but feel a little alarmed.

That's quite a clever tactic.

If he didn't know for sure that Zhou Shijin had never suffered, he would have suspected that the other party had sold his body in some shady places in order to survive.

"You've studied massage?"

Despite his elder brother's question, Zhou Shijin continued his actions.

"I wouldn't say I've studied it. It's just that Yifei always gives me massages. After doing it for a while, it just got natural."

Zhou Shi'an blinked and instinctively asked, "Who did you say?"

"Yifei, I forgot to tell my older brother that the biggest bathhouse in Northeast China is owned by my family."

Yifei is the nickname of the top courtesan in the club. Those long legs and those fair and delicate hands are simply amazing!

"When we have the chance to go to Northeast China, your brother must take you to experience our local bathhouses."

Upon hearing Zhou Shijin's answer, Zhou Shian's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

"Alright, what did you want to see me about?"

Zhou Shijin then stopped what he was doing, but he did not answer his older brother's question directly.

"Brother, it's getting late, we can't finish chatting in a short time."

I'm not leaving tonight; let's have a good chat, brothers.

As he spoke, he kicked off his slippers and jumped onto the big bed in his dinosaur pajamas.

Then, he lay down on one side with great ease.

Zhou Shijin held his head in his hands and asked a strange question.

"Brother, what do you think love is?"

Zhou Shi'an was bewildered by his series of actions, unsure if it was due to Zhou Shijin's influence.

He even blurted out a phrase in Northeastern dialect: "What the hell?"

Zhou Shijin crossed his legs, revealing an expression that said, "I knew it."

"Brother, you really don't understand love!"

Let me tell you, love begins with a feeling.

It has nothing to do with the two people's identity, age, education, or any other reason; it's just that they inexplicably like each other.

Sometimes, that person's image would inexplicably pop into my head.

Good grief, is this guy coming here to give me a lesson?

Although he found it amusing, Zhou Shi'an did not interrupt the other person, but waited quietly for him to continue.

"Big brother, you would never understand."

If you really, really like someone so much that you don't care about their gender at all, isn't that amazing?

Meeting Zhou Shijin's probing gaze, Zhou Shian felt a chill inexplicably creep down his spine.

In that instant, he seemed to have figured out the key to something, and his mind quickly recalled the other person's behavior during this period.

No wonder the other party didn't cause trouble after returning to the Zhou family, and even took the initiative to get close to him and curry favor; it turns out they had a clear purpose.

In the end, Zhou Shi'an came to an uncertain conclusion—this bastard seemed to be coveting his beauty.

Thinking of this, he involuntarily got goosebumps all over his body.

Zhou Shi'an unconsciously moved back a little, which also moved the single sofa a distance.

The next moment, his expression turned very serious.

"I'll only say this once: there's nothing wrong with my sexual orientation; I like women!"