The bedroom had no one, nor did the closet.
No one on the balcony, in the bathroom, the kitchen, the living room—no one anywhere.
He even checked under the bed, but still, there was no one.
"Xinlan, where are you? Stop playing hide-and-seek with me, come out!" he called out tremblingly, yet the house remained eerily silent, with no response.
"Shaoze, what on earth is wrong? What happened?" Rong's mother urgently asked.
"Mom, did Xinlan come home?!" he immediately asked.
"No, she called yesterday, said that the two of you were going out to have fun, and she hasn't come back since. Shaoze, what's wrong with Xinlan? Has she disappeared again?!"
Rong Shaoze's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart, for a moment, seemed to have stopped beating.
There was no longer any doubt, all of this was her premeditation...
She had drugged yesterday's wine, which is why he had slept until now.
Rong Shaoze's face lost all color, his dark eyes cold, despairing, terrifyingly so.
