No matter how genuinely her expressions conveyed, or how her tears flowed, the man's indifferent face remained unrippled, his detached eyes simply watching her. In the end, Daisy awkwardly and sheepishly returned to her original spot.
The vibrating sound of the cell phone had stopped as well.
On the other side, Chi Huan, seeing the call went unanswered, clenched her fingers tightly. After hesitating for a minute, she dialed again.
This time, the man quickly answered the call.
Chi Huan didn't wait for him to speak and quickly blurted out, "Mo Shiqian, Little Mangguo is in Jin Sihan's hands."
There was a moment of silence before the man's low and slow voice sounded in her ear, "I know."
I know...
Chi Huan had thought that since he had just returned, he would be investigating throughout the night, but then she remembered Feng Xing had always been there. He probably started searching from the moment he got the news.
