Rip, a strange sound echoed, and everyone's expressions grew even more peculiar.
Song Yiyi raised her head, only to see two large, pale thighs.
"Ah."
Song Yiyi screamed, her vision went black, and she fainted entirely.
"Ah."
After Song Yiyi fainted, many women snapped back to reality, covering their eyes and screaming, creating instant chaos at the scene.
"Bastard."
The next second, a man yelled as well, his pants were pulled down by Song Yiyi, clearly exposing his boxer shorts, which had red lips on them, looking quite flashy.
He hurriedly pulled up his pants and fled the scene as if in a hurry to escape.
"Hurry up and drag her away."
Mrs. Zhao erupted in anger, regretting ever inviting this woman, truly a bringer of disaster.
But before the waiter could come forward, Song Yiyi woke up herself, not noticing everyone's reactions and desperately ran outside.
Just as she was about to reach Xi Yemo's side, a waiter dashed up, grabbed her, and forcibly dragged her away.
