Gu Ziheng, who had just looked fierce, immediately nodded obediently. "Oh."
He reached into his pocket, took out a mask, and put it on. Then, he glared fiercely at the two men on the ground.
With such a commotion, someone had already quietly gone outside to find the club staff.
The security manager arrived quickly with a group of security personnel. He looked at Lu Miao, who appeared fragile but composed, and then glanced at the two burly men on the ground who looked like they could knock out a cow. He was completely puzzled.
Weren't they fighting?
"What are you doing?"
Lu Miao casually took a tissue from the table and wiped her hands leisurely. She calmly said, "We're playing a game."
The security manager turned his head questioningly and looked at the guy in black clothes beside him. "Is that so?"
