Song Donghai's lips twitched. He wanted to act, but this female charm clung to him relentlessly. At this moment, Mu Qian's figure had already disappeared outside the door. He was both anxious and angry, "Long Jing, why haven't you acted yet?"
If Mu Qian managed to escape like this, his reputation would truly be ruined.
"I don't need you to tell me what to do."
Long Jing cast a cool glance at Song Donghai, leisurely tugged at his black gloves, then reached to adjust his bow tie, still not making a move.
Song Donghai was so angry he could almost vomit blood. He had never collaborated with someone like this before!
With a darkened face, Song Donghai waved his hand, slicing through several strands of White Silk. Yu Qianmo retreated a step, waved her hands, and the five strands of White Silk instantly became ten.
