Zhou Mingchen felt a surge of anger. He didn't usually have expensive hobbies, but he loved this car dearly. It rarely suffered any bumps or dents, always receiving timely maintenance and extra care, yet today, someone had scratched it mercilessly, wounding his heart.
"It seems the security in this villa area isn't that great..." Du Shiyu muttered softly, turning her gaze towards Xia Lu, "This happened right at your place, should we ask someone to investigate?"
An investigation was obviously necessary, but the words written were rather meaningful.
Jerk.
Xia Lu shifted her gaze towards Zhou Mingchen. Since when had he become a jerk, she wondered.
"Could it be... you've offended someone?" She probed, as if purely out of revenge, a simple scratch would have sufficed, but to clearly write such eye-catching words, it was undoubtedly the act of someone venting their frustration over some romantic grievance.
Security room.