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The calm voice exploded like thunder in the ears of You Xiaolong and his group, shocking all six men into stillness.
"Shush!"
You Xiaolong immediately shone his flashlight in the direction of the sound and shouted sharply, "Who's playing tricks?!"
The incandescent light illuminated the girl's entire face. She sat with her legs crossed, leaning back in the chair, composed and self-possessed, showing not the slightest fear of the six burly men.
Today, Ye Wanlan was wearing a light green long dress and high heels.
She was tall to begin with, and with the heels, she nearly reached one meter eighty.
At this moment, although seated, she emitted an oppressive dominance as if looking down from a great height.
"Ye Wanlan?" You Xiaolong's expression changed, and he scoffed, "How filial of you, even more considerate than your aunt's own son. I just don't know if you're as caring toward your birth mother."
