Song Qiao slightly furrowed her brows, looking at the young man before her and asked, "Who are you? How did you appear inside my house?"
If she remembered correctly, there were bodyguards arranged by Lu Jingchen around the villa. How did these people get in?
Did they injure those bodyguards before barging in?
"Beautiful miss, there's no need for you to look at us like a fierce tiger. We don't intend to harm you or your friends," the blond-haired, blue-eyed man still had a faint smile on his face as if it would never fade away.
Song Qiao's gaze fell directly on Yu Xia, who was tied up and tossed aside. Her slender fingers pointed at Yu Xia and she said to the young man, "Is this what you call not harming my friend?"
Damn it, just tying Yu Xia up and throwing her there, is this your so-called not harming?
Well, I'm sorry, but in her view, this already counts as harm.
