The first time I met him five years ago, it was my genius sister who brought a handsome man into the house. As the full guardian of his sister, he had the obligation to find out the man's background, so he followed him all the way and was careful at all times. In the end, he was taken down by the man and made a slave.
Five years later he hated him to the core and was dying. Hiding everywhere, thinking that the two of them will never meet each other, and they will not interact with each other until death.
But the man forced him step by step into desperation and threatened him with everything he had. He finally gave in and responded with pride to the man's lifelong pain.
If he wants to play, I will use everything to play with him!