After Ye Wanwan finished in the bathroom, she opened the door and saw a woman standing in front of the sink across from her.
The woman had her back to her, but Ye Wanwan recognized her face in the mirror as He Qingyun.
He Qingyun was also wearing a long-sleeved dress today, and she was rolling up her sleeves high as if preparing to wash her hands.
But Ye Wanwan clearly saw the extensive bruising on her arms, some spots even appeared somewhat blackened, looking quite horrifying.
Ye Wanwan slightly furrowed her brows, the traces of bruising looked as if someone had beaten her.
At that moment, He Qingyun also lifted her head and saw Ye Wanwan behind her through the mirror.
But the next moment, she suddenly flashed a smile at Ye Wanwan in the mirror.
That smile was full of eeriness!
Ye Wanwan’s heart tightened fiercely, her entire body tensing up as she began to feel uncomfortable all over, an indescribable sensation.
She quickly shifted her gaze, pretending not to see He Qingyun, and moved to a sink three faucets away from He Qingyun to wash her hands, and then quickly left the bathroom.
Ye Wanwan’s heart was pounding furiously as she stepped out of the bathroom and continued to walk briskly, as if something was chasing her.
However, not paying attention in her haste, she collided with someone at the corner of the corridor. Fortunately, the person was quick to steady her.
"How could you be so careless?"
The familiar voice came, and Ye Wanwan looked up to see Shen Yi, who was holding her.
Ye Wanwan grabbed Shen Yi’s arm instinctively as if latching onto a lifeline and finally sighed with relief.
Shen Yi noticed something was off about Ye Wanwan and slightly furrowed his brows, "What’s wrong?"
"I ran into He Qingyun in the bathroom," Ye Wanwan said, glancing back toward the bathroom. The hallway was deserted, He Qingyun was still inside the bathroom.
"What did she do to you?" Shen Yi’s tone became serious, what had that woman done to make his wife this afraid?
Ye Wanwan was startled; He Qingyun hadn’t done anything to her, in fact, they hadn’t exchanged a single word. The only interaction had been that brief eye contact in the mirror.
"She didn’t do anything," Ye Wanwan felt somewhat embarrassed.
Shen Yi frowned at Ye Wanwan, he didn’t speak, clearly not believing her.
Perhaps because Shen Yi was there, the panic Ye Wanwan had felt in the bathroom upon seeing He Qingyun began to fade away.
She looked down at the tips of her shoes, then back up at Shen Yi with a serious yet embarrassed tone, "Really, nothing happened, we didn’t even speak a word to each other."
"Then why were you so flustered?" He had clearly sensed Ye Wanwan’s panic just moments ago.
"I just thought she was a bit scary," Ye Wanwan said, and couldn’t help but feel goosebumps again at the thought.
She didn’t know why she was so afraid of someone she didn’t even know.
It was just an instinctive sense of danger, a subconscious desire to stay away.
"Right, she had bruises on her body, like she’d been beaten," Ye Wanwan remembered the bruises on He Qingyun’s arms.
No sooner had Ye Wanwan finished speaking than she heard the sound of high heels on the ground. She turned her head and subconsciously gripped Shen Yi’s arm tighter.
Shen Yi pulled Ye Wanwan into his embrace, while his gaze fell on He Qingyun, who had just come out of the restroom and was walking toward them.