The phone had been ringing for a while, yet no one answered. Han Jingnian continued to call, and after unknown attempts, Xia Wan’an’s phone, connected again, barely rang before a monotonous and official voice ca through: "I’m sorry, the phone you dialed is switched off."
Switched off? Was it due to a low battery that it turned off automatically? So late at night, she hasn’t co ho, and didn’t answer calls...
With these thoughts flashing across Han Jingnian’s mind, the next second he grabbed his car keys and rushed out of his ho.
When he stepped into the elevator, he had already dialed Zhang Te’s number.
Leaving the elevator, Han Jingnian pressed the car key, spotting a white sports car lighting up not far away. He quickly walked towards it, bent his body to get in. As he started the engine, his phone rang.
Zhang Te had called. He connected to the car’s Bluetooth, then picked up the call, and Zhang Te’s voice imdiately sounded in the car; "Mr. Han, I have just contacted Miss Song, and the Madam is not with her..."
"...I also made a sideway attempt to the old house, but the Madam was not with the old lady...As for Young Master Zhijin, I don’t know what’s going on these days, he’s been drinking like a fish every day, and he’s drunk again now..."
"...As for the bodyguard assigned to the Madam, he said he didn’t see the Madam leave the company. He thought the Madam was still working in the company, and he’s still wandering under the Han Family’s enterprise building..."
"...Places the Madam likes to go to, like the spa, the café, I’ve already sent people to check, but there’s no sign of the Madam...Mr. Han, those are places the Madam often goes to. Now it depends on the results from the Madam’s parents’ and brother’s houses..."
With Zhang Te reporting from ti to ti, Han Jingnian had stopped his car in front of Xia Wan’an’s parents’ house.
Han Jingnian pulled out two bottles of good wine from the car, rang the doorbell of Xia Wan’an’s parents’ house. A minute later, Cheng Tongyi opened the door, surprised yet pleased by seeing Han Jingnian: "Jingnian? Why did you co all of a sudden in the middle of the night?"
"Dad, I’m really sorry for intruding this late. These are two bottles of good wine I just got today, I happened to pass by your place, so I brought them for you to taste..."
Zhang Te, who had been keeping the line with Han Jingnian, was shocked to hear these words on the other end of the phone: "..." Was it his imagination? How did he sense a touch of flattery from Mr. Han’s tone...He had seen aloof Mr. Han, domineering Mr. Han, angry Mr. Han, arrogant Mr. Han...This was the first ti he saw such obsequious Mr. Han.
"Jingnian, you are too thoughtful, why don’t you co in and have so tea? But your mother has already gone to bed, only I’m still awake..."
Alone... Han Jingnian caught the answer he wanted and politely said to Cheng Tongyi: "No need, Dad, please send my regards to Mom, and you should also rest early. I have to rush ho, An’an told I have to be ho before eleven."
Zhang Te on the other end of the phone, rolled his eyes, and dug at the callus in his ear that had ford from hearing this phrase so much. Ever since the Madam had set the house rule, no matter what ti it was, as long as it got dark, Mr. Han’s excuse to leave would always be this sentence. Once, at just seven in the evening, it got dark early because of the cloudy weather, Mr. Han said such words, leaving everyone at the dinner table dumbfounded...Then he himself, holding an inexplicable smile of being restrained, left the dinner party.
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