Ling Chuxia had no other familiar faces here besides him, so who was this man that suddenly appeared? Who had carried Ling Chuxia away? But President Hong had no idea; he hadn’t even gotten a clear look at the man, let alone knew who he was.
Bai Yixuan tried calling Ling Chuxia again, but the phone was still turned off.
Even though Chuxia was out of danger from President Hong, the man who took Ling Chuxia away might not be safe. After all, his identity was unknown! He didn’t even know where to start looking for Ling Chuxia.
He spent almost the entire night searching for Ling Chuxia, continuously dialing her number. He also thought that if she didn’t answer her phone again, he was prepared to call the police.
"I know!"
Learning that Ling Chuxia was unhard, Bai Yixuan’s nerves, tense all night, finally relaxed sowhat. He took a deep breath and, without inquiring further about the man’s identity, asked, "Xiaxia, where are you now? I’ll co to find you right away."
"I’m at the hospital."
After responding to Bai Yixuan, Ling Chuxia hung up the phone and looked down at the screen again. She noticed that she had a WeChat ssage and hurriedly opened the app.
It was from Mr. S: "Chuxia, has the dinner ended? Have you gone ho?"
Ling Chuxia checked the ti. The ssage had been sent around the ti dinner was wrapping up last night, but unfortunately, she had already been drunk by then and hadn’t noticed his WeChat ssage.
So, was it because Mr. S saw she hadn’t replied and was worried that sothing had happened to her that he ca to find her? Was that how he managed to rescue her from President Hong’s clutches in ti?
For a mont, Ling Chuxia’s heart quivered, and a warm current surged from the depths of her heart, gradually spreading throughout her body.
After all, she hadn’t known Mr. S for long, and their communication hadn’t been extensive, just slightly more than strangers; just ordinary friends. Furthermore, she had previously rejected his advances, yet to her surprise, he was so concerned about her.
If it hadn’t been for him last night, she wouldn’t know what would have beco of her.
Ling Chuxia’s hand tightly gripped her phone, her dark pupils shimring slightly. She took a light breath, her fingers moved gently, and she drafted a ssage.
"Mr. S, thank you for saving yesterday, for taking to the hospital, I’m truly grateful."
After the WeChat ssage was sent, there was no reply on the other end. Ling Chuxia waited for quite a while, a flicker of disappointnt crossed her heart, thinking perhaps Mr. S was busy and couldn’t reply to her at the mont.
Ling Chuxia had just put her phone down when the door was suddenly pushed open. A figure swept in with the wind, and the next second, Bai Yixuan was standing in front of her. He gripped Ling Chuxia’s shoulders and looked her up and down to make sure that she was alright, then suddenly pulled her into his arms. His voice, containing the utmost roughness, resounded in her ear, "Xiaxia, you scared to death."
Ling Chuxia was suddenly embraced by Bai Yixuan and was montarily startled. Then, listening to the words that echoed in her ear, her lips curved slightly, and she softly replied, "Brother Xuan, I’m sorry, I’ve made you worry again."
Bai Yixuan slightly loosened his hold on Ling Chuxia, his brows tightly furrowed, his voice low, "With the situation yesterday, why didn’t you call ? What would we have done if sothing had really happened to you?"
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