Mu Chenxi's heart trembled when she saw it was Lu An.
She answered the phone immediately, her tone urgent and filled with barely concealed anticipation, "Is Ah Yan found?"
"Miss Mu, there's still no news from President Fu,"
Lu An spoke hoarsely, answering truthfully.
The little hope that had just sparked in Mu Chenxi was extinguished.
Her nose soured, and she bit her lip hard, pushing back the tears.
"Miss Mu..."
"No news is good news."
In the night, Mu Chenxi murmured, cutting off Lu An's attempt to console her.
It was also to bolster herself.
She took a deep breath, glanced at the sleeping He Shaochen, and stood up to walk outside.
Having left the bedroom, Mu Chenxi's emotions had stabilized, "Assistant Lu, do you need something urgent to call me so late?"
"Miss Mu, I'm at your doorstep."
Mu Chenxi hung up the phone, threw on her coat, and went to open the door.
"Miss Mu, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but it really is an emergency..."
"Come in and talk!"