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Chapter 522

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"Hey... don't... don't go..."

Ye Wanwan shouted in the direction where they left. Unfortunately, the corridor was empty and there wasn't a single response. The two of them had already disappeared without a trace.

If she wasn't wrong, the two of them didn't even take the stairs and directly jumped into the courtyard from the window.

Is that necessary?

What's going on?

Ye Wanwan was dumbfounded and stood rooted to the ground for a long time.

She had no choice but to wait for her body to get used to it before continuing downstairs.

...

At this moment, there was dead silence in the living room.

Si Ye Han sat on the sofa with a frosty expression and Xu Yi stood next to him with a grave expression. Eleven and the Dark Team guards stood in two rows solemnly and Liu Ying and Song Jing stood in the middle.

Song Jing lowered his head and stood there with a face full of shame. "I didn't do my job well and wasn't able to protect Miss Ye. I'm willing to accept any punishment!"

Liu Ying's face darkened as he said, "This has nothing to do with Song Jing. I was the one who stopped him..."

On the sofa, Si Ye Han's cold gaze swept across everyone but he didn't say a word.

There was a terrifying silence and the atmosphere was suffocating.

Just at this moment, there was the sound of light footsteps coming from behind her.

The sound of footsteps could be heard as they walked down the stairs …

Ye Wanwan finally climbed down the stairs with much difficulty. Then she bent over and stood a few steps away from everyone, panting as she said weakly, "That... excuse me..."

"Crash — —"

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yi, Eleven, Song Jing and the other Dark Team guards all retreated, creating a large empty space and leaving only Ye Wanwan standing there.

Pairs of eyes stared at her in fear and went into a state of high alert. Everyone looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Uh..." Again?

Ye Wanwan's face darkened instantly.

What's going on with these people?

Why do they all look like this when they see me?

Song Jing knew that his hatred was second only to Liu Ying's. He swallowed hard and his calves started trembling again. The wound on his chest seemed to hurt even more.

Liu Ying's face turned pale as well...

Ye Wanwan inexplicably glanced at everyone who had retreated far away.

Song Jing had a bloody nose and a swollen face. His arm was wrapped in a bandage around his neck, and he looked at her like a bullied wife. Eleven's face was swollen and his leg was in splints. Xu Yi had a bandage on his forehead. Liu Ying was in an even worse state. His entire body was wrapped up like a mummy, and almost everyone had wounds of various sizes on their bodies...

Ye Wanwan frowned deeply. "Eh? What's wrong with you guys? "

After saying that, he said in a low voice, "Could it be that you guys were injured trying to save me from that lecher last night?"

Everyone's expression: "…"

Seeing everyone's strange expressions, it didn't seem like that was the case, but nobody told her what was going on. Ye Wanwan became even more suspicious as she walked towards Si Ye Han, who was sitting on the sofa, mumbling to herself.

As Ye Wanwan pitifully rubbed her arm, she complained, "Ah-Jiu, why does my entire body hurt like hell? Did one of them hit me last night when I wasn't paying attention? "

Eleven, Xu Yi, Song Jing, Liu Ying, and the Dark Team guards were flabbergasted. "..."

Madam, are you serious?

We... hit you?

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