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Xie Yuchen agreed with mommy's point of view and turned to glance at the three little ones who seemed guilty, his cold voice asking again, "Continue, have you found out anything else?"
The three little buns exchanged discreet glances and immediately shook their heads.
Xie Yuchen frowned and turning to his mother, who was about to stand up, said:
"Then Little Shier most likely has gone to a hotel. Mommy, I'll take a few of the kids to check the hotels in town; you stay home and rest, don't worry too much—"
"No, I'll go with you. There are only a few hotels in town..."
If even with her daughter missing she remained indifferent, these three little ones might really stop recognizing her as their mother.
And besides, even though she was angry, her fair and tender daughter had run away from home—how could she truly not be worried?
She was too worried; her heart was aching.
