Indeed, there was a surveillance camera installed on the beam, clearly recording everything that just happened.
When Tong Yan turned around, the man had already left with the cat in his arms.
She hurriedly chased after him, "Mr. Li."
"Get lost."
The harsh voice came, and Tong Yan was so scared that she stopped in her tracks immediately, wanting to follow but not daring to, clutching her phone as she watched that tall figure vanish before her eyes.
At the sink, Su Lingzhi quickly cleaned the wound with soapy water.
The waiter who came to help found some ointment and then led her into an unoccupied guest room.
Su Lingzhi sat on a vintage green velvet single sofa, the table lamp on the table clearly illuminating the two twisted red marks on her, as she applied the ointment to her wounds.
The waiter suggested, "To be safe, you'd better go to the hospital."
