I Told You Not To Provoke Me

"Ha!" Zhou Manli laughed in anger. "Are you threatening me? Men! Throw her out! What did I hire you for? Can't you even block a person?! Ah—"

The moment her voice fell, Song Yaoyao's patience had reached its limit.

She dragged Zhou Manli across the room and threw her out. As she closed the door, Song Yaoyao looked into Huo Jiu's eyes. "I'll have to trouble you."

Huo Jiu lowered his head with respect.

"Don't worry."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand politely. "Mrs. Song, please rest outside for a bit."

Unlike Huo Qi who was lively and vibrant, this youth was cold down to the bone.

Zhou Manli was like a chicken being held by the neck. Her eyes widened and she pointed at the sealed room, "What is she doing? What is she doing to my Jingwan?!"

"Mrs. Song, this is a society with laws and Miss Song is a civil person." As soon as Huo Jiu finished speaking, a loud scream was heard coming from the room.