Looking at the closed study door, Song Qiao did not immediately open it. Instead, she knocked on the door and then softly spoke, "Yu Xia, are you still in there?"
The study was quiet, but after nearly half a minute, Yu Xia's voice, carrying a sense of urgency, came through, "Song Qiao, don't come in, you guys hurry and leave..." No sooner had she spoken than she burst into furious swearing, "Damn, are you even men, daring to lay hands on a woman, damn it, don't think I won't fight back, you're picking on the few with many, right? Believe it or not, I'll have my dad beat you shameless men to death."
Yu Xia's cursing voice came from inside, intermittently accompanied by what seemed like the sounds of objects hitting the floor and scuffling.
Song Qiao, standing at the doorway, instantly turned pale, as did the equally shocked Mrs. Chen.
Mrs. Chen almost instinctively said, "Madam, someone has broken into the villa."
