Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (15)

A black Rolls-Royce was parked on the road that she had to walk on during her journey home.

When Qiao Ruoxi passed by the car, she felt that it looked familiar. Before she could recall where she had seen it before, a gentlemanly bodyguard opened the car door and invited her in.

"Miss Qiao, please get in."

"I… Hey, you guys…"

The other party saw that Qiao Ruoxi was hesitating and reluctant to get into the car. Without giving her any time to react, he forced her to get into the car.

Qiao Ruoxi fell into the back seat of the luxury car. She was so angry that she wanted to curse.

'These people are dressed like gentlemen, but why are they acting like gangsters and bandits?'

'Do you know what it means to have tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex?'

The car was already moving. Qiao Ruoxi's body was swaying left and right. Her posture was quite awkward. She was lying there, unable to see anything clearly.