"Hahaha, interesting, absolutely fascinating..."
Inside the presidential suite of a luxury hotel, a man wearing a high-end white swan-feather bathrobe leaned against the sofa, looking at his phone and laughing heartily.
He was around thirty years old, with a slender build and an effeminate, somewhat feminine appearance. Even his voice carried a faint, shrill quality, though his prominent Adam's apple and the areas left uncovered by his underwear clearly established his male identity.
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