Two days passed.
Xu Yingying was still missing. There were no calls, no messages, no signs of her. It was as if she had vanished from the world without a trace.
Inside the old Lu Mansion, the air felt heavy with silence. The once-lively halls now echoed only with footsteps hushed in fear. The servants barely dared to breathe. A single mistake was enough to send the mistress of the house into a rage, and for the last two days, everyone had suffered under her wrath.
Ying Xue sat stiffly by the window, her hands clenched in her lap. Her face was pale, her lips dry, and dark circles sat beneath her eyes. She hadn't eaten a proper meal since the day Yingying disappeared. Her stomach churned with guilt and fear.
If she had known Lu Jinchen would be so ruthless, she would have never let Yingying walk into that office. Never allowed her to go seduce him. Not her delicate, soft-hearted Yingying.
