Song Youman, who finally obtained the address as she wished, took a step back and returned to the safe zone.
Dong Yi, frightened, kept thumping his chest, muttering reassurances to himself.
Having achieved her goal, Song Youman did not waste any more time with Dong Yi. She headed straight for the door and had not taken many steps when, as if she remembered something, she suddenly stopped.
"Miss Song, do you, do you need anything else?" Seeing her walking away, Dong Yi had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to use his phone to tip off Brother Xi, but he was startled when he saw Song Youman turn around, almost dropping his phone.
Song Youman did not respond to Dong Yi. She looked around the room, and then her gaze fixed on Dong Yi's shoelaces.
The next second, she swiftly returned to Dong Yi, bent over, and before he could make sense of what she was up to, she had untied and pulled out his shoelaces.
"Miss Song, what on earth are you doing?"
