The moment their eyes met, the two men immediately jumped up and rushed toward Gu Jingting. The long sticks in their hands made sharp arcs in the night and struck him on the forehead.
Gu Jingting staggered back to avoid their attack. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed one of them's wrist, and pulled his arm hard from bottom to top.
"Click——"
After a burst of heart-wrenching sounds, the other party couldn't help but howl in pain, and fell to the ground and curled up with difficulty.
The remaining man looked down at his accomplices, gritted his teeth and charged towards Gu Jingting again while waving the iron rod.
Gu Jingting backed up to avoid the sharp edge. In the chaos, he knocked over the water glass on the table with his sleeves. The sound of breaking porcelain broke the silence in the room. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp look flashed across his eyes.
…
Song Qiao turned over in a daze and heard faint movement in her ears. She didn't pay attention to it, but then a muffled "dong" sound immediately woke her up from her sleep.
Song Qiao stared at the darkness in the room, her nerves tense, and she listened carefully to the movement outside.
A few seconds later, there was another strange noise.
She got up quietly, looked around, picked up the ornaments at the door and slowly opened the door. Under the moonlight, she saw two black figures intertwined.
One of them also held a long stick in his hand and hit the critical points of the person's body with all his strength.
Song Qiao's heart jumped twice. He squeezed the ornaments in his hands and was about to step forward. Gu Dajing, who had been suppressed and hit him, suddenly jumped up and hit the opponent's chin hard with his backhand. While he was bending over, he struck with his free hand.
The back of his neck.
In the blink of an eye, the man fell to the ground motionless.
Gu Dajing bent down to check the situation, but did not notice a figure behind him slowly standing up, holding a long stick and preparing to attack his back.
Song Qiao wanted to remind him loudly, but was afraid that Gu Dajing would not have time to respond.
In desperation, she raised the ornament in her hand and rushed over, screaming and smashing it down.
"Boom..."
After the muffled sound, Song Qiao heard the sound of her body falling to the ground. Her scattered rationality returned, and she finally realized what she had done. She threw away the things in her hand in a panic and backed away.
Gu Jingting didn't expect that she would rush out and do such a brave thing. He looked slightly complicated and quickly calmed down and turned on the light.
White lights fall down, illuminating the situation inside the house.
Song Qiao lowered his head and saw the man lying in front of him with his eyes closed and unconscious. Red blood slowly swam under his head, and his mind went blank.
Panic, fear, panic... countless emotions came one after another.
Is she... killing, killing someone?
Song Qiao staggered back two steps, trembling uncontrollably. Her eyes subconsciously turned to Gu Jingting and murmured: "I, I seem to have... broken the law... What should I do?"
Gu Jingting frowned and walked over to the two people on the ground in front of her.
"It's okay, you were just acting in self-defense." After he finished speaking, he noticed that Song Qiao's whole body was shaking violently, as if he was a frightened little animal.
Gu Jingting was inexplicably agitated. He didn't want to see Song Qiao like this.
He hugged her into his arms, reached out and patted her back gently, comforting her in a slow voice, "It's okay. I've seen their situation. It looks serious, but there's still hope."
Song Qiao's thoughts were completely confused. His ears automatically filtered out many words and only captured the word 'serious'.
Tears burst into her eyes uncontrollably. She pushed Gu Jingting away and said in a trembling voice, "I'm going to surrender."
Seek leniency.
Gu Jingting distanced himself from her, looked directly into her eyes and wanted to speak, but Song Qiao was completely in panic and unable to communicate normally.
He could only hold her head, force her to look at him, and say over and over again: "I promise you, there won't be any problems with him, really."
Song Qiao reluctantly gathered her eyes and looked at him.
Behind the mask, a pair of hazel eyes were looking at her calmly and intently, as if comforting her was not as important as the sky falling and the earth falling.
Inexplicably, the membrane covering her ears disappeared, and Gu Jingting's words penetrated her ears clearly.
Song Qiao's rationality returned slightly, and she was finally able to calm down and speak.
"Is there really hope?" she asked.
Gu Jingting nodded: "Yes, I will send him to the hospital right now. All you have to do is clean the house and go to bed."
"but……"
"No buts."
Gu Jingting interrupted her, raised his eyebrows and said relaxedly: "They broke into the house today, and we were just defending ourselves. Even if the police call the police, it will not be blamed on us."
He stretched out his hand to gently wipe away Song Qiao's tears and said calmly: "Leave the rest to me, you go and rest."
The familiar fragrance of oud drifted by, and Song Qiao gradually felt more at ease.
She sorted out the whole thing again, and realized that she had just messed up her own situation, so she adjusted her mood and said, "Then I'll trouble you for the rest."
Gu Jingting agreed: "Don't worry."
Song Qiao wanted to say something more, but she was quickly pushed into the room by Gu Jingting. She stood by the door for a moment, then walked into the bathroom to wash her hands, and then forced herself to empty her head and fall asleep.
However, tonight's events still come back to my mind.
Why would someone enter her home?
Who sent it?
Rong Luoyin?
Song Qiao went through all the possibilities in her mind, without any clue. She grabbed the quilt and untimely recalled the scene of Gu Dajing holding her face outside.
Her heart beat two beats faster, and her cheeks felt a little warm.
It's really strange. He is obviously a bodyguard, but how can he be so powerful?
…
downstairs.
Gu Jingting handed the unconscious two people to his subordinates who were guarding nearby. He got into the car, took out a cigarette and lit it. He squinted at the blue-white smoke in the air for a moment, feeling still uneasy in his heart.
He frowned and picked up his cell phone to call Xiang Chen.
The person on the other end answered quickly, with a voice still hoarse as if he had just woken up, "Mr. Gu."
Gu Jingting: "Go and check who sent the two people who sneaked into Song Qiao's house tonight."
Xiang Chen responded habitually, but suddenly he reacted. He hesitated and said: "Mr. Gu, I seem to have arranged for someone to go to Miss Song's house tonight."
Gu Jingting didn't respond, "What did you send someone to do?"
Xiang Chen replied: "Two days ago, you asked me to send a message to withdraw the care of Miss Song from the crew. Later, you also told me to find a way to get the ring back as soon as possible, so I sent someone over."
"..."
There was an eerie moment of silence.
Gu Jingting recalled for a moment, and finally managed to remember that he seemed to have said this. After all, he was so angry at that time that he planned to cut off contact with Song Qiao from now on.
But then various things in the company came over him, and he didn't even think about it for a while.
"Why didn't you report this to me?" Gu Jingting's tone was gloomy.
Xiang Chen listened to the slightly rapid breathing on the phone, and his head that had just woken up could not move. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "You didn't happen to bump into the person who was sent out, did you?"
