The other side.
Li Qiyun was carried into the nearest hotel by a tall man.
Her entire being was in a daze, the drug effects had reached an extreme, and she felt unbearably uncomfortable, moving around.
"Get out!"
"Yes, young master."
The bodyguard went out.
The Presidential Suite only had two people left.
Oslo held her, kicked open the bathroom door, turned on the showerhead, and sprayed water over her body.
Li Qiyun was burning hot all over, but after being doused with cold water, she didn't feel much better. Her face remained flushed, her eyes lost in a daze.
The man, like a viper, approached her, crouched down, and wordlessly scrubbed the places on her neck and shoulder where there were hickeys, with a force that seemed about to tear the skin.
"Mm..." Li Qiyun was dizzy but not entirely numb; she was just too weak to move, but she could still feel the pain.
