"Ouch!"
Liu Mengyu let out a strange cry, then she turned her head to look at the young security guard and hurled a curse, "Are you fucking sick?"
Liu Mengyu's attitude was on the verge of turning hostile.
The young security guard only felt that he had encountered a stroke of bad luck, Liu Mengyu's sudden change of face, in fact, left the young guard dumbfounded.
"No... I can't offend him now!"
After some thought, Liu Mengyu decided it was best to first stabilize the guard.
She had to take off Zhao Na's pants, and if he called over his security colleagues, what then?
Moreover, the young security guard had seen everything, and most crucially, Zhao Na had already relieved the young guard once.
So, whether it was Liu Mengyu or Zhao Na after regaining consciousness, neither could offer a perfect explanation.
Liu Mengyu still felt that she had to sweeten the deal for the young security guard later on, to seal his lips.