The man who was originally lying on the sofa slightly propped up his body, and the two n sitting beside him imdiately ca forward to support him, causing two heavy coughs to echo within the room.
This man is injured... that was Song Qiao’s sole realization. Her eyes fell directly onto the man’s black shirt. Although the room’s lighting was not very bright, she could still vaguely see the shirt on his chest looked sowhat dark and sticky.
With her lips slightly pursed, Song Qiao remained silent. The man seed to be severely injured. Although the villa was stocked with various kinds of dicines, Song Qiao was not a saint. Regarding these n who barged into her ho unexpectedly and even tied up Yu Xia, she couldn’t feel any goodwill towards them.
Even though she felt a bit of sympathy for the injured man just monts ago, it was only for a fleeting mont.
Seemingly noticing Song Qiao’s gaze, the man being supported sat up slightly and looked directly at her. Song Qiao did not evade, and her gaze collided with a pair of deep, black eyes, deeper than Lu Jingchen’s, giving off an illusion that made one feel irresistibly drawn to sink into them.
With a slight frown and diverting her gaze, it took Song Qiao a while to find her voice again, "Since you are their leader, then you should know that breaking into soone’s ho uninvited is wrong. I hope you can release my friend now and leave my ho."
The man scanned Song Qiao from head to toe, then after a long pause, his thin lips parted slightly and his hoarse voice sounded, "Are you the president of CK Corporation, Lu Jingchen’s wife?"
Song Qiao imdiately widened her eyes, completely unprepared that the man in front of her would know Lu Jingchen. But then, a warning alarm went off inside her; the man gave her a hostile vibe. She pursed her lips and did not answer the question, pondering how serious this matter could be.
However, the man continued to look at her indifferently. His eyes lacked any severe expression, rather they carried a sowhat scholarly and even sowhat elegant air, but they could not mask the innate cold indifference of a leader he exuded, "I have heard of your na. Lu Jingchen’s wife happens to also be called Song Qiao, and earlier, your friend was also calling you Song Qiao. This villa address also belongs to Lu Jingchen’s residence, Mrs. Lu!"
The people around imdiately confird Song Qiao’s identity. Instantly, a few people’s expressions changed, directing all their gazes onto Song Qiao, including the woman keeping watch by the window and especially the two n in black behind the man, who directly drew their guns and aid them at Song Qiao.
Song Qiao, facing the dark muzzle aid at her, did not show any signs of fear on her face but still slightly furrowed her brows, and with her scarlet lips slightly parting, she scoffed, "I didn’t realize, you’d be worried about a weak woman like who couldn’t even hurt a chick. With so many people here, do you really need to point a gun at to feel safe?"
Facing these strangers all ard with guns, Song Qiao wasn’t fearless. In fact, inside, she was almost trembling with fear, but... the scenario in front of her was telling her that these people were no ordinary individuals, perhaps even dangerous ones. If she showed fear, she might just end up being taken hostage by them.
But she was also quite aware that she absolutely could not lose her composure; this was the most important lesson she had learned from being by Chu Muchen’s side.
The man’s deep eyes still steadily watched her, a hint of a smile seed to flicker across his lips, as he raised his hand to signal his people to lower their guns, "Put down the guns, don’t scare Mrs. Lu. Otherwise, if by mistake a misfire injures Mrs. Lu, Lu Jing might not let us off lightly."
The two n behind him exchanged a glance, and although their faces showed no sign of fear, they still put down their guns nonetheless.
Every detail was being observed by Song Qiao, and she was gradually more convinced that these people must have a grudge with Lu Jingchen and also harbored no fear of him.
The villa was guarded by no less than twenty bodyguards, each skilled in martial arts. Lu Jingchen had told her about this, so normally it would be impossible for anyone to breach this place; yet these individuals managed to get to the second floor, and no noise was heard from outside, clearly indicating these people were highly skilled.
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