"President Mo?" Teng Yi gulped. "What do you mean?"
The fake Mo Long's face was cold, and he said disdainfully, "I've installed a surveillance camera in the house. I can see clearly what you and that woman did. I don't care if there's something going on between you and her, but I want to know what you asked her to do in my room."
"President Mo, you've misunderstood," Teng Yi said. "I have nothing to do with this."
"Nthing?" The fake Mo Long sneered and fired a shot at Teng Yi's back. "Say that again?!"
The loud gunshot scared Zhao Xin so much that she quickly came out of the room to see what had happened.
The moment she came out, she saw the fake Mo Long pointing a gun at Teng Yi.
Zhao Xin thought that there was some conflict between the two of them, so she quickly walked over and tried to resolve the conflict. However, just as she walked over, she was pushed to the ground by the fake Mo Long before she could even say a word.
