"What have you done to the other people in my villa?" After taking a few steps and reaching the staircase, Song Qiao looked directly toward the living room but didn’t see any of the other servants, not even Mother Chen who had been outside with her at the beginning.
Moreover, there were men in black not only on the second-floor corridor but also several of them standing in the living room, making her realize that these intruders had come prepared and in considerable numbers.
She didn’t know when these people had entered her villa and taken over her home, nor did she know whether Mother Chen had managed to notify Lu Jingchen.
In fact, she was constantly conflicted inside. She hoped that Mother Chen had informed Lu Jingchen so he could come back to rescue them, but at the same time, she didn’t want that, because these people clearly spelled trouble and might even have a grudge against Lu Jingchen. If he really returned, it would be like walking into a lion’s den.
Jack’s thin lips pressed together, and his complexion didn’t look very good. Hearing Song Qiao’s question, he forced a smile and then said, "Mrs. Lu, rest assured, we won’t harm the servants in your villa. We’ve just kept them in a quiet place. They will be released after we leave."
Song Qiao clenched her fist. She did not trust these strangers, but at the moment, she had no other choice.
"Mrs. Lu, could you please hurry and fetch the medicine box for me?" Jack’s tone was still relatively kind, not as harsh and was quite gentle to the ear, clearly knowing that he needed Song Qiao’s help at this moment, so he softened his approach, "Our boss was injured while saving me."
Song Qiao was silent. She had no opinion about these men. She was not a saint, but she still had some kindness and good intentions. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision to tell these people about the medicine box in her home, and she had regretted it as soon as she spoke.
Jack seemed not to notice the peculiarity on Song Qiao’s face and continued, "Mrs. Lu, I don’t want anything to happen to him. In fact, he bears no ill will towards you; we just need to inconvenience you temporarily. Rest assured, we will not do anything to you, but we do need Mrs. Lu to cooperate with us a little. Don’t think about leaving now, as this place is surrounded by our people. Unless our boss allows you to leave, you’ll not be able to."
Song Qiao gave a noncommittal hum but spoke up, "But this isn’t me helping you, it’s just that I don’t want anyone to die in my house." For original chapters go to NovєlFіre.net
Her reason was simple and direct, clearly distancing herself from the thought that she was helping them out of kindness.
Jack didn’t speak, just smiled faintly, seemingly grateful to Song Qiao.
Taking a few steps and reaching the living room, Song Qiao accidentally aggravated the wound on her back as she descended the last step of the staircase, causing her to involuntarily gasp in pain and slightly furrow her brow.
Perhaps noticing Song Qiao’s discomfort, and because his hearing was more sensitive than the average person, Jack turned his head to look at Song Qiao and sized her up with a concerned expression, asking, "Mrs. Lu, what’s the matter?"
Song Qiao bit her lip; the burn on her back was so extensive that it was excruciating, but even in the throes of pain that made her break out in cold sweat, she shook her head and said faintly, "It’s nothing."
Jack didn’t say anything for a moment but deliberately lagged a few steps behind Song Qiao. After only a few steps, he spoke with certainty, "Mrs. Lu, is your back injured?"
Song Qiao hadn’t expected Jack to notice, but after a moment of silence, she didn’t hide it and simply nodded.
Song Qiao realized the Jack in front of her wasn’t so bad after all. He appeared to be in his early twenties, quite young, and most importantly, he was good-looking. His features fit the Western ideal of handsome, and upon first glance, one could confirm that he was the type of good-looking guy who could be a heartthrob on a college campus. Sometimes it made her feel that this man was too young to be leading others.
Futhermore, she could tell that this big boy was genuinely anxious about their boss, didn’t want any harm to come to him, and had noticed her back injury. Only he had observed it, so inexplicably, she felt a slight fondness for this big boy.