Song Shi'an was so angry he laughed. He reached out and pushed Lu Mingyu's face away in disgust. "Cut it out with this nonsense!"
Lu Mingyu clung to him like an enormous koala, refusing to let go. "Shi An, I was really scared."
Scared, my ass!
He had strutted all the way here like some big shot.
Now that they were alone in the room, he had started putting on an act.
Song Shi'an said, "Do you think I'd believe you, or believe that I'm Qin Shi Huang?"
"Believe me, then. After all, your surname isn't Ying," Lu Mingyu said.
Song Shi'an pried him apart slightly.
Just then, Lu Mingyu's phone rang.
To answer it, he could only reluctantly release Song Shi'an.
Once he answered, Lu Mingyu resumed his usual cold, arrogant demeanor. "What is it?"
Whatever the person on the other end said made Lu Mingyu's brow furrow deeper and deeper. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "I understand. Move to another location immediately."
After hanging up, Lu Mingyu no longer had the mood to flirt.
He said to Song Shi'an, "Pack your things. We're leaving first."
Song Shi'an quickly guessed what had happened. "Did the people who kidnapped us get out?"
Lu Mingyu nodded. "Locke's men risked everything to get them out. Lin Wen is worried they'll come after us, so he told us to leave this place first."
"Okay, I'll pack up." Song Shi'an turned and went back to the room to gather his belongings.
In ten minutes, he had packed everything away.
When he came out, Lu Mingyu had just ended another call. "Someone's already waiting outside. Let's go down."
Song Shi'an nodded and followed Lu Mingyu downstairs.
The crew-cut man had driven over in a van. He took Song Shi'an's suitcase