"Let go!" The action was controlled, making the torturer look particularly nervous. It was obvious that he was particularly afraid that his cell phone would be snatched away.
Kinsley Cheng quickly let him go: "What are you shouting for? Are you drunk and crazy?"
"Get out of the way!" Rowan swept his blind stick forward and tapped her calf.
Kinsley Cheng had no choice but to give way: "Okay, okay, let you go, let you go, I'll take you home, okay?"
Xing Zhe didn't even wait for her. He pushed the door open with his blind stick and went out. Kinsley Cheng went back to the bar to put his cell phone in his pocket, and picked up the umbrella and sunglasses that Xing Zhe had forgotten to bring. When he looked up again, he was gone.
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