The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 824 - 821: The World Became Quiet

Chapter 824: Chapter 821: The World Became Quiet

At night, Ye Ranran feigned sleep, and soon, noise began to emanate from the room next door.

The woman living to her left quickly opened the door, followed by the men coming out.

"Nothing’s wrong, you all go back to sleep, we’re here," one of the women said.

"Be careful, don’t cause any trouble," the man clearly knew what the woman was planning.

Soon after, the outside fell silent.

Half an hour passed before Ye Ranran slowly lifted the blanket.

Having learned from her previous experiences, she became even more cautious and careful.

She quietly opened the door and looked around to make sure no one was there, then she crept to Song Ze’s door.

There was no sound inside, but Ye Ranran began to feel afraid.

How could there be no noise at all? Not a single sound.

Ye Ranran mustered the courage to push open the door, and the scene she witnessed became the most guilt-ridden moment of her life.

Song Ze was tightly bound to the bed, his clothes stripped off, and a woman was sprawled on top of him, playing with him at will.

At that moment, Ye Ranran lost it, she picked up a chair and recklessly smashed it toward the person.

The person was hit by the chair and fell off Song Ze.

Without pause, Ye Ranran went to smash another.

The other person was prepared and easily dodged, attempting to close in on Ye Ranran from another side.

Ye Ranran, sweating profusely with bloodshot eyes, glared at the other with fury.

"Even if you kill me, today I will destroy you," she picked up anything she could throw and hurled it at the woman.

Struck by the throws, the woman fell to the ground, continuously shouting, "You’re mad, you’re crazy."

Ye Ranran’s smile was sinister and eerie, "You’re right, I’ve gone mad."

With keen eyes, she spotted the gun at the woman’s waist, and just as she was about to draw it, Ye Ranran pounced, pinning the woman under her.

Her hands swiftly pulled the gun from the woman’s waist and then fired a shot.

The world grew silent, all the struggle ceased.

Ye Ranran, dressed in a white dress, had fabric marred red with blood, but she seemed unaware of it.

She slowly lifted her head and stood up before the door opposite opened.

Her silhouette was frail and destitute yet carried a proud and stubborn resilience.

In the moment the door swung open, Ye Ranran raised her hand, and when a shadow appeared in her vision, she decisively fired the gun.

The bullet penetrated the forehead of the person, who stared wide-eyed in disbelief as they collapsed to the ground.

As Ye Ranran instinctively glanced down at the person on the ground, she fired a second shot.

This shot wasn’t as accurate, only hitting the person’s eye. Ye Ranran didn’t dare to be careless and fired another shot.

Only when the person no longer breathed, only when the ground was carpeted with blood and her vision overwhelmed with red, did she cease firing.

But there was no time for rest, she ran to Song Ze, covering his body with a blanket.

"Ah Ze, Ah Ze."

She didn’t know what to say, so she simply kept calling out to him.

Her voice was filled with guilt, and with unease too.

Song Ze’s blurred gaze slowly came into focus, and upon seeing Ye Ranran, he burst into tears.

"Sister, sister." He wanted to embrace Ye Ranran, but his hands were still tied, and he struggled in vain.

Ye Ranran helped him untie the ropes, and as soon as Song Ze was free, he immediately lunged into Ye Ranran’s arms.

"Bad people, they were all bad people."

Ye Ranran soothed his back, "Yes, I’ve driven away the bad people, don’t be afraid, no one can hurt you."