Isn’t It a Gift from You?

"Where... is Little Chu?"

Qin Yue frowned as he looked at Song Qingsong. Their gazes met, and there was a hint of solemnity in their eyes.

Meanwhile, Mo Yang had already run upstairs and started to search room by room...

"How is it?" A few minutes later, Qin Yue looked at Mo Yang who came down from upstairs and quickly went up to ask.

Mo Yang did not say anything. He just shook his head slightly, but he could not help but clench his fists under his sleeves!

"Little Chu's terminal can't be connected either." Song Qingsong, who was beside him, also sighed.

"Oh right!" Upon hearing this, Mo Yang's eyes suddenly lit up! "I previously bound Little Chu's GPS system to the terminal!"

"Well done!" Qin Yue pat Mo Yang on the shoulder and urged him urgently, "Hurry up and check. What are you still standing there for?"