Ding!
The elevator reached the first floor, and the doors automatically opened.
Zhang Xiaohao gave her a provocative look, whistled, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the outside.
"Ah! You bastard, don't you dare walk away!" Cheng Qingsu burst out, roared, and was about to rush up and give Zhang Xiaohao a severe beating.
"Qingsu, we are supposed to be ladies! Ladies need to mind their image," Chen Liyong said, holding her arm.
"Humph! You can run, monk, but you can't hide from the temple. You wait for me, bastard. As long as you're still in this hotel, wait and see how I'll deal with you tonight!" Cheng Qingsu snorted coldly.
The two walked out of the elevator together and headed outside.
Just as they reached the hotel lobby, a group of people walked in from outside.
Leading them was a fair-skinned young master, arrogant, dressed in luxury, looking every bit the nouveau-riche.
