On the return flight, Xing Ling was almost frantic with worry.
She didn't know she would worry this much.
Was it because she was now the stepmother of quadruplets?
Yes, she had married Ye Sihan, and the quadruplets were her children, so it was normal to be anxious.
Her hand suddenly felt heavy, held by that larger one.
Ye Sihan wrapped his arms around her, "Nothing will happen, trust me."
Xing Ling nodded, resting her head in his embrace.
The helicopter landed directly on the school grounds, where the principal and others were waiting, having washed their necks in anticipation.
"We've searched everywhere, but for the time being… we haven't found Miss Ye's whereabouts."
"What about my sons?" Ye Sihan's voice was cold as frost.
"They are in the office," the principal said, head bowed. "According to the young masters, the miss seemed to have disappeared suddenly."