Xu Jiamu put his phone away and said in the same outraged tone, "Go ahead and cause trouble. I've already called the police."
The reporters cowered from Xu Jiamu's roar, and they clearly slowed down their rushed footsteps.
Taking advantage of this, Xu Jiamu dragged on Qiao Anhao's wrist and rushed into the house and viciously threw the door shut.
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Because of all the commotion in the courtyard just now, Xu Jiamu didn't think too much about it, but now that it was just the two of them in the room, he suddenly thought back to the night of the charity gala. The thought of it instantly made him feel so ashamed that he couldn't quite face his friend.
Qiao Anhao stood at the door, still in a state of shock. She took two deep breaths before she could calm down. As she took a glance over at Xu Jiamu beside her, she said, "Brother Jiamu, thank you."
