"Was it your doing?!"
Upon seeing Spice Ginger and the others enter, Lin Jiahao immediately focused his gaze on Hao Jian. The meaning in those eyes no longer held disdain, but instead a heavy seriousness mixed with defiance, yet beneath all these colors hid a trace of fear.
To suddenly turn his painstakingly managed company from profit to loss, only the person before him had the ability to do so. What's more, all the security and bodyguards he had hired were taken care of by these people.
The moment he saw Spice Ginger, he knew his security and bodyguards were in a bad situation. Perhaps they were not in life-threatening danger, but they were surely unconscious.
"Otherwise?"
Hao Jian snorted, his eyes suddenly turning cold as he scanned the family, sneering, "It's not that you're particularly nasty, just that when it comes to dealing with my woman and what you've done to me, it's gone a bit overboard..."
