Four people were locked up in a villa.
In fact, it couldn't be called imprisonment. It was just a temporary restriction of personal freedom, but they were provided with good food and drink.
Xia manwen, whose face was full of pockmarks, was scared to death. She was having dinner at home that night when a group of expressionless and majestic bodyguards suddenly rushed into the house and brought her and her husband here. There were layers of security, and not even a fly could escape.
"Guohua, something must have happened to your daughter. You've implicated us." Xia manwen glanced at Xu Heng and old Mrs. Xu, who were sitting opposite her. "What do you think your daughter is like? You're the first one to get into trouble. You sent Juanjuan to prison, disfigured my face, and now you can't even guarantee my life. You're really a jinx!"