Murong Qingcheng quickly rolled off the bed and staggered towards the door.

"Murong girl, this is the Longxing Hotel of the Liang Family. Everyone here is my people. You can't escape."

Liang Haoming looked at Murong Qingcheng, who was trying to open the door, with a mocking expression. Only by giving the prey hope and then completely extinguishing it would it be more interesting.

Murong Qingcheng bit her lip and reached for the doorknob.