Upon hearing the words, Qin Huaixin just stood there dumbfounded, not snapping back to reality until Leng Yixing's figure disappeared around the corner of the study. "Did Dabao, vanish?"
Her heart was racing with urgency, and no doubt Xiao Qing must be going crazy at this moment. She walked quickly to get her phone, found Xiao Qing's number, but stopped before pressing the call button.
She sighed silently and put her phone away again. Calling at this time wouldn't help; it would only add pressure to Xiao Qing's mind.
At this moment, Leng Yixing was sweating bullets in anxiety.
These past few days, as soon as he sent an email, it would quickly show as read, but now, the email had been sent a while ago yet still showed that status.
His fingers drummed frantically on the desktop. Why is it always so hard to find people when they're urgently needed?
