Yian Jingxue's expression changed as she bypassed the servant and rushed into the living room.
The living room had been cleared out completely.
Her grandfather's favorite South American Yellowwood furniture.
The antique vase in the corner.
The celebrity calligraphy and paintings on the wall.
All in all, worth tens of millions, had been completely moved out.
Ye Xingbei, fearing her anger, grasped her hand and, with one arm around her shoulder, pulled her into his embrace, "Don't get angry. It's not worth it over some despicable people."
"I am not angry," Yian Jingxue said with a cold smirk, "They did a good job moving! They sought their own demise, which is perfect!"
She took out her cellphone and dialed the police.
The reason for her call was a huge theft, so the police arrived quickly.
Zhou Yun was still leading the police team.
Upon seeing Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei, Captain Zhou's mouth twitched.
What kind of fate did he have with Fifth Lord of Gu?
