Seven or eight strong and almost two-meter-tall bodyguards saw a pink figure quickly running toward them and immediately tensed up.
One of them actually directly picked up Xiao Mian, shouting angrily: "What are you doing?!"
Xiao Mian was startled, and because she was lifted up and couldn't breathe well, her cheeks turned bright red.
"Cough, cough—let go—"
Hong Mao looked somewhat surprised and hurriedly said: "Brother Lu."
Lu Jinghuai raised his eyes, still showing dark circles, clearly indicating he hadn't slept well.
Perhaps because that young girl helped him have a good sleep once, no other sleeping conditions compared, and he had been sleeping worse lately.
Lu Jinghuai looked at the suddenly appearing young girl with some surprise, speaking indifferently: "Let her down."
After Xiao Mian was put down, she adjusted her pink deer backpack and greeted proactively: "Hello, Young Master Lu."
Lu Jinghuai's gaze was cold, lips slightly pressed, not initiating a conversation.
