Song qingxiao's calm and submissive attitude made Zhou xueli subconsciously turn her head. Mr. Zhou was also stunned for a moment, his eyes still carrying a sinister look.
After receiving Zhou xuli's questioning gaze, Mr. Zhou nodded after a long while. The dining cart was pushed into song qingxiao's room, and the others followed.
The door closed with a 'bang', and the bodyguard pointed the gun at song qingxiao's head.
She had guessed that Mr. Zhou would come. The news of what he was going to do could not be exposed. This group of people had unknown origins, but they had guessed his business and his intentions, but they did not reveal any details about themselves.
The strength that number six had displayed earlier had made Mr. Zhou afraid. There were seven of them in total. If they United to resist, it was likely to cause him trouble. Therefore, he was prepared to break them one by one.
