Yuan Wei stood there bewildered as he was pushed out.
Not only that, the remaining three stepped back very harmoniously.
Creating a distance from him.
Qiao Yuxian's gaze fell on Yuan Wei.
Under Qiao Yuxian's stare, Yuan Wei looked around, paused, and said softly, "Sis, you suddenly left a note last night saying you were coming to the Twelfth Floor. You didn't return, and you weren't answering your phone. I thought you were in danger."
"I texted you later," Qiao Yuxian said, somewhat bewildered, "And you replied to me."
She even doubted if there was a time-space glitch and didn't want to acknowledge her brother's train of thought.
"Yes." Yuan Wei's voice grew more subdued, "I thought you were signaling us for help."
"Huh?????" Qiao Yuxian asked.
Gu Yanjing saw Qiao Yuxian's expression and felt it was as if there were a bunch of question marks over her head.
