"Hey... don't... don't go..."
Ye Wanwan yelled in the direction to leave, helplessly, the corridor was empty, there was no response, the two had already run away without a trace.
If she read correctly, the two of them didn't even take the stairs, they jumped directly into the courtyard from the window.
As for
what is happening
Ye Wanwan stood there in a daze for a long time.
She had no choice but to wait until her body got used to it a little bit before continuing to walk downstairs.
…
At this moment, the living room was dead silent.
Si Yehan sat on the sofa with a frosty face, and Xu Yi stood beside him with a dignified expression. Eleven and his hidden guards lined up in two rows with solemn expressions. Standing in the middle were Liu Ying and Song Jing.
Song Jing stood there with his head lowered, his face full of shame, "This subordinate is not doing well, and he failed to protect Ms. Ye well, so he is willing to accept any punishment!"
Liu Ying said with a gloomy expression, "It has nothing to do with Song Jing, I was the one who prevented him from making a move..."
On the sofa, Si Yehan's cold eyes swept over everyone one by one, but he remained silent.
There was an eerie silence, and the air was suffocatingly stagnant.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of very light footsteps behind him.
Footsteps clattered down the stairs...
Ye Wanwan finally climbed down the stairs, then bent over, panting and stood a few steps away from the crowd, and said weakly, "Well...excuse me..."
"Clatter—"
In an instant, Xu Yi, Shi Yi, Song Jing and other hidden guards in the living room all backed away, leaving a large space, and only Ye Wanwan was left standing there.
Pairs and pairs of eyes stared at her in horror, entering a first-level alert state, and everyone's expressions seemed to be facing an enemy.
"Uh..." again
Ye Wanwan's face turned dark immediately.
What the hell is going on with these people
Why do you see her with this expression one by two
Song Jing knew that his hatred was second only to Liuying, so he swallowed hard, his calves began to tremble again, and the wound on his chest seemed to hurt even more.
Liu Ying's face also turned pale...
Ye Wanwan glanced inexplicably at the crowd who had retreated far away in unison.
Song Jing's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his arms were hung around his neck with bandages. Looking at her, he looked like an angry little daughter-in-law; half of Eleven's face was swollen, and his feet were tied with splints; Miserable, the whole body is wrapped up like a mummy, and almost all of them have large and small wounds...
Ye Wanwan frowned, "Huh? What's wrong with you?"
After finishing speaking, he murmured and said, "Could it be that you were injured because you saved me from that apprentice last night?"
Everyone's expression: "..."
Seeing the weird expressions on everyone's faces, it seemed that the matter was not like that, but no one told her what was going on, Ye Wanwan became even more suspicious, and walked towards Si Yehan who was on the sofa, muttering.
Ye Wanwan rubbed her arm pitifully while complaining, "Jiu, why is my whole body in pain? Did any of them hit me last night while I wasn't paying attention?"
Eleven, Xu Yi, Song Jing, Liu Ying, a group of hidden guards and others were dumbfounded: "..."
Ma'am, are you serious
We... hit you
It's like flying snow in June, more wronged than Dou E...