Ye Shiying burst into laughter as if she had heard some hilarious joke, her voice echoing eerily through the quiet hallway.
Ye Wanwan clenched her teeth, striving to stay calm. She must not panic now!
"Ye Wanwan, do you really think you still have a chance to escape now that you’ve come this far?" Ye Shiying, having had her fill of laughter, fell silent and asked gloomily.
This time, Ye Shiying didn’t threaten Ye Wanwan with a knife but instead pushed her inside.
Ye Wanwan staggered a few steps, and had it not been for the support of the door, she would have surely fallen.
Ye Shiying closed the door, then casually picked up a small towel from the cabinet behind it.
The guest room was an ordinary business suite with everything appearing normal, except for a strange smell. Ye Wanwan couldn’t figure out why Ye Shiying had brought her here.
However, Ye Shiying didn’t give her the chance to understand as a hand reached from behind, covering Ye Wanwan’s mouth and nose.
Ye Wanwan instinctively wanted to struggle, but she could feel the knife pressing against her abdomen, so she dared not move!
"It will all be over soon," Ye Shiying whispered into Ye Wanwan’s ear softly.
Ye Wanwan felt her body weaken, and she began to slide down.
Seeing that Ye Wanwan had already become listless, Ye Shiying finally released the hand covering her mouth and nose.
Ye Wanwan felt extremely drowsy and, despite being keenly aware that she was in grave danger, couldn’t help succumbing to the exhaustion.
Her eyelids fluttered as if she might fall asleep at any moment.
Ye Shiying smiled at her, put the fruit knife she had been using to threaten Ye Wanwan aside, and dragged the weakened girl onto the bed to lie down.
Ye Wanwan was still resisting, not completely losing consciousness. She reached out into the void and called out feebly, "Ye Shiying..."
"I don’t go by that name anymore." Ye Shiying smiled tenderly at her, even going so far as to tuck Ye Wanwan in with a blanket.
"But that’s not important because, whether I change my face or my name, it’s all so that you will die," Ye Shiying said casually.
It was Ye Wanwan who had watched indifferently as she fell into that pit of fire, and everything she had become was because of Ye Wanwan!
Her only purpose in living was to ensure Ye Wanwan’s death, to make everyone who cared about Ye Wanwan suffer!
Ye Wanwan was unable to speak at this point, but Ye Shiying wasn’t inclined to waste more words. She glanced at her wristwatch, "It’s about time. I have to go."
Then Ye Wanwan saw Ye Shiying pick up something like a spray bottle, spraying it all around the guest room.
Meanwhile, Ye Shiying backed out of the room, step by step.
When Shen Yi squeezed into the crowd, Ye Zhenhua was sitting on the ground, a waiter behind him supporting and softly inquiring about his condition.
Ye Zhenhua shook his head vigorously, "I’m okay."
"How can you be okay! I told you to drink less!" Su Xiangyi exclaimed angrily beside him.
Shen Yi hurried over and asked, "What happened here?"
"I suddenly felt dizzy and lost my balance, and that’s why I fell," Ye Zhenhua was still frowning at that moment, his head feeling heavy as if overtaken by sleepiness.
Ye Zhenhua frowned in confusion. He hadn’t drunk that much liquor, had he?