Has she come to seek death again?
Zhan Nanqing glanced at the bodyguards beside Zhu Tingting, thinking to herself, doesn't Zhu Tingting have a brain? Even if she wanted revenge on Qiao Jing, she should have picked a place with no people around.
This is Professor Qiao's research institute!
Moreover, there's one thing Zhu Tingting didn't know. That is, Qiao Jing is actually Professor Qiao himself!
Qiao Jing's gaze swept over the five or six bodyguards, "Are you going to lay a hand on me?"
"Hmph! What, scared? If you're scared, kneel down immediately!" Zhu Tingting looked down at Qiao Jing with her chin up, full of disdain in her eyes, almost spilling over.
Qiao Jing turned back to Zhan Nanqing next to her and said, "My phone is out of battery, you call 110."
Qiao Jing's voice wasn't soft, everyone present could hear it.
Zhu Tingting, fuming, thought in her mind that Qiao Jing was deliberately saying it to scare her.