It's as if vanished into thin air, just evaporated from the world.
"Mr. Yu."
The butler hurriedly walked in from outside, respectfully approaching Yu Xiuzhun.
"We've checked everything. On the day Miss Ye disappeared, all the flight information had been tampered with. It's certain that Miss Ye left the United States, but it's unclear where exactly she went."
"Bang—"
Yu Xiuzhun kicked the table.
The black military boots seemed to carry an immense force, kicking the table and creating a crack. The gold studs exuded a cold aura, making his sinister eyes appear even colder and more predatory.
"All the flights were tampered with?"
"Yes, and it's at different times, making it impossible to distinguish when Miss Ye left and what time she left the United States."
"..."
Yu Xiuzhun's body tensed, and his hands clenched tightly into fists at his sides.
"What about Jin Chenye?" Yu Xiuzhun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly spoke.
"..."
