"I had someone check their house, but the doors were tightly locked, and no one answered the doorbell... We can't contact anyone around them either."
Slap!
Chen Fenglei threw the teacup in his hand onto Li Baolin's face.
He had just said that if something went wrong, he should let Chen Fenglei throw hot water in his face.
It turned out to be prophetic, as it happened so quickly.
The tea was scalding hot, but Li Baolin dared not even hum.
He let the tea and tea leaves slide down his cheeks without daring to wipe it off.
He knew that the Grand Steward was truly angry.
"Zhuang Zhongbing has been missing for two days, and you only realized it now?" Chen Fenglei jumped up, pointing at Li Baolin's nose and cursing loudly.
"If I hadn't come today, when would you have realized that Zhuang Zhongbing was missing? Would you never have known?"
