It's her fault

Opening her eyes, Lu Mengjie found herself inside a strange room. In fact, it was a bedroom. 

Where the hell was she? She got up from the bed and walked towards the balcony. The moment she did, she saw armed men, walking around the place as if they were guarding something.

Huh? Were they her friends or foes? Who were they under?

She went back in and headed towards the door. She turned the knob only to find it locked from the outside.

What the?

She continued to turn it but to her dismay, or remained locked.

What should she do? If she was locked inside the bedroom then surely, those men she saw would not help her. 

She tried to recall the last thing she remembered and when she did, her heart began to quicken when she remembered that Cian was XX.! The last thing she remembered was Cian, covering her nose with a handkerchief that was sprayed with chloroform.