As time passed, Fu Yanshen's face grew darker and darker as he aimlessly searched the streets for Mu Chenxi.
Ahead was a red light, and the black Bentley slowly came to a stop.
Tang Sinian had just called to confirm that Bai Su had gone abroad yesterday afternoon.
Chenxi couldn't possibly turn back to look for Bai Su now.
Images from the surveillance footage at Yujing Bay kept appearing in his mind.
She, who was sensitive to cold, had her head down, bundled up in the cold wind, taking slow steps.
The thought made him both annoyed and angry.
But... more than that, he was worried.
Can't she go home if she's angry?
Tormenting herself like this...
Fu Yanshen felt a tightness in his chest; as his emotions fluctuated, his grip on the steering wheel tightened, and his chest heaved violently.
With a "bang," he suddenly raised his hand and slammed his fist onto the steering wheel.
Where on earth had she gone?