Yu Muhuai glanced at her and smiled.
"How do you want to deal with these people?"
"Did you bring your phone? Call the police."
"Call the police?"
The person who had tried so hard but failed to put on his pants immediately raised his head.
"You want to call the police?"
"I'm warning you. If this matter blows up, it won't do you any good!"
"Really?" Song Qingyou tilted her head, her eyes filled with contempt.
She took the phone from Yu Muhuai and turned on the video recording function.
"Of course! Seeing that you're so beautiful, I can forget about what happened just now. As long as you follow me, you can have any resources you want!"
As he spoke, he had completely forgotten how pathetic he looked now. His tone became more frivolous.
"Ha! I've seen many people like you. Pretending to be aloof won't work on me!"
"If you understand, quickly get this pretty boy to scram!"