"Alright, the charade is over. That's enough."
Sang Ning raised her arm and made a gesture to signal them to stop, and the men in black immediately ceased their actions.
What happened next completely stunned Sang Ning.
These men in black actually exaggeratedly flopped onto the ground.
"Ah~ It hurts so much, I think I've broken a few ribs."
"Oh heavens, my hand feels terrible too, will I still be able to play games smoothly in the future?"
"I admit defeat, clearly I was outmatched."
Sang Ning: ???
If anyone was supposedly "outmatched," it should be her, right? Where on earth did Duan Wenhu find this bunch of drama kings?
"Mr. Qingyue, you saw it yourself—we really tried our best, but Sang Ning is just too formidable. Don't blame us. When you get back, please say something nice to Sister Hui on our behalf!"
Even the driver couldn't stay still after lying on the ground—he rolled several times and ended up face-to-face with Qingyue.
