Xia Wan’an casually picked up her phone, glanced at the incoming call display, and a look of surprise crossed her face. She answered, "Assistant Zhang?"
"It’s , Madam..." Zhang Te sounded urgent and after greeting Xia Wan’an, he imdiately asked, "Madam, where is Mr. Han? Is he at ho?"
"He’s not here. Han Jingnian left a note saying he had official business to attend to this morning..."
"Huh?" Assistant Zhang expressed surprise, "Mr. Han indeed has business today, but the client he was supposed to et arrived at the appointed golf course an hour ago. They’ve been waiting until now, but there’s still no sign of him..."
"Didn’t you call him?"
"I did, but it went to voicemail, that’s why I’m calling you. I thought Mr. Han forgot about this and overslept... By the way, Madam, when did Mr. Han leave the house?"
"Let check the surveillance footage at the door..." Xia Wan’an put down her chopsticks and hurriedly went to the entrance. After checking the monitor, she exclaid, "What? He actually left the house at seven in the morning!"
"Seven o’clock in the morning? It’s 11 o’clock now, that’s four hours ago. Even at a snail’s pace, he should have reached the golf course by now, right? I hope Mr. Han hasn’t run into any trouble?"
Zhang Te’s comnt made Xia Wan’an’s heart wrench. She thought about the constant threats to Han Jingnian’s life, and imdiately responded, "You explain the situation to the client, I’ll try to find him."
After hanging up with Zhang Te, Xia Wan’an imdiately dialed Han Jingnian’s number. Just as Zhang Te had said, Han Jingnian’s phone was still off.
Xia Wan’an couldn’t help but think about how on Han Jingnian’s birthday, nobody could reach him... that was the night they were both kidnapped...
With that thought, Xia Wan’an rushed into the dressing room, quickly changed her clothes, and rushed out the door.
She took the elevator down to the first floor, and as soon as her phone got a signal, she began to dial the phone at their old house while heading towards the exit of the building.
Before her call could even connect, through the glass door of the apartnt building’s entrance, she saw Han Jingnian standing under a crabapple tree.
Xia Wan’an unconsciously stopped in her tracks, removed the phone from her ear, and hung up the call.
Han Jingnian... what was he doing standing down there?
Just as Xia Wan’an was perplexed, a courier van pulled up in front of the building, and as soon as the courier got out, Han Jingnian called out to him.
Watching this scene, Xia Wan’an beca even more baffled. She took a few steps forward, and as she approached the open door, she overheard the conversation between Han Jingnian and the courier.
Han Jingnian: "Do you have a delivery for the 27th floor?"
The courier checked: "Yes."
Han Jingnian: "I’m a resident of the 27th floor, can I take a look at the delivery first?"
The courier fished out a small box from his van and handed it to Han Jingnian. After Han Jingnian glanced at the delivery slip and the logo of the online shopping site on it, he thanked the courier and handed the box back to him.
Xia Wan’an did not advance further, but after Han Jingnian and the courier finished their conversation, to avoid being spotted by Jingnian, she slightly retreated and stood still beside the wall.
So, Han Jingnian had been out the door this early morning... not for business, but to intercept a delivery downstairs?
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