Before the people in the cars had even stepped out, Xu Qiaoqiao began searching!
In the first car, nothing.
In the second car, still nothing.
...
In the second-to-last car, there was nothing.
A sudden wave of unease surged in Xu Qiaoqiao's heart.
She fixed her gaze on the cars.
If Ye Qijun were here, he would've already stepped out, teasing her, "Who are you looking for?"
But no—it wasn't him!
It was no one!
Finally, in the last car, she saw Hou Wenliang, but still no trace of Ye Qijun!
She whipped around abruptly and stared at Li Pengcha, questioning him sharply, "Where is Ye Qijun?"
Li Pengcha's face grew heavy with guilt as he looked at Xu Qiaoqiao. After a long silence, he finally replied, "When our people stormed the place, he was already gone. We don't know where he is..."
Xu Qiaoqiao's heart sank violently. She turned sharply to Hou Wenliang, charging at him directly, "Where's my father?"
