Mu Chengxi sat on the plane to P City, his complexion somber. Since boarding, he had not uttered a single word, his gaze fixed intently on the laptop before him, fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard.
Sitting on the other side, Mu Bei and Mu Dong exchanged glances. They had never seen Mu Chengxi like this. They knew that Miss Wen's disappearance had completely driven Mu Chengxi out of his senses.
It was after an indeterminate amount of time that Mu Chengxi finally shifted his gaze away from the computer. He lifted a hand to undo the topmost button of his shirt.
If one observed carefully, one could see his well-defined large hands were slightly trembling.
Coming out of the airport, the cool breeze filled his opened collar, and Mu Chengxi realized his body was covered in cold sweat.
Before, he hadn't had the time to consider his own condition. The only thought in his head was that Wen Xin had vanished.