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  Hie messages kept streaming in, along with missed calls.

  He opened his messages, intending to glance through them briefly. Among all of his notifications, a familiar name caught his eye immediately.

  It was from Wen Xuxu. His heart leaped into his throat, and he clicked on it immediately to read it in fuller detail.

  But there were only those few words.

  The message was sent last night at 6 pm. Now, it was past midnight there.

  Ming Ansheng panicked and hurriedly called Xuxu.

  After two rings, she answered the call. Ming Ansheng knew that the situation was bad from the speed of which she had picked up the call.

  “Hello?” he asked worriedly.

  Even his tone had changed.

  “Yueyue has gone missing. She hasn’t been found until now.”


  Wen Xuxu’s voice was anxious.

  Ming Ansheng froze, his phone almost sliding out of his palm.

  It had been six hours since Xuxu sent him the message. And they haven’t found her.

  “President……”


  “President!”


  His secretary called him twice before he regained his senses.

  The plane had already stilled.

  “We’re here. We should alight,” his secretary reminded.

  “Book tickets to return immediately.”


  Ming Ansheng stood up and walked off in anxious strides.

  “President, we’ve just arrived and we’re heading back now?” asked his secretary as he chased after him.

  Usually, nobody would doubt his commands, but today was different. They had important meetings and arrangements in Country M.

  Their flight here was over ten hours, and now they had to fly back immediately……

  Ming Ansheng frowned. “What? I didn’t make myself clear?”


  His secretary didn’t dare to ask further. “Alright, I’ll book it right now.”


  He then whipped out his phone to book the tickets.

  “President, the earliest trip back is at 6 pm.”


  Ming Ansheng knew that his secretary was referring to 6 pm in their country back home.

  He walked down the stairs in a hurry, walking as he made a call. He spoke in English. “Sun, I might need to borrow your plane for a while.”


  The person on the other end must’ve agreed, for a grateful smile formed on his face.

  After he ended the call, he dialed another number.

  “Help me run a check on Su Yue: her entire day’s activities for yesterday. The more detailed, the better.”


  All these he could find out himself. He didn’t have to ask Wen Xuxu.

  Or perhaps, he already felt that Wen Xuxu had already caught on to something. From her short text, she definitely had an underlying meaning.

  Wen Xuxu was a calm and unflustered woman who was always rational and thought of the bigger picture.

  So, she wouldn’t expose him even if she knew.

  But he knew that she wouldn’t agree to it. She would use her own methods to create distance between Su Yue and himself.

  It was morning by the time the private plane touched down in the capital city.

  The moment he got off the plane, someone welcomed him immediately. “President Ming.”


  “How did it go?”


  “I’ve done the checking. Miss Su Yue was in the dormitory the entire day. Past five in the afternoon, a long-haired unknown woman asked a girl who was staying in the same dormitory to call Miss Su Yue down. She never returned to the dormitory after.”