In the face of extreme stress and distraught, reason and lucidity elude oneself.
It completely slipped Fu Qingxuan's mind to call the cops or make phone calls. As though he had gone mad, he ran amok while crying out Shen Xi's name from his home all the way to the Huo residence, like a trapped animal tasting freedom for the first time. His eyes were bloodshot from excessive worry and fear.
Oh, meanie.
Where could she possibly be?
Did she meet with danger while on her way home?
She must have been abducted by the bad guys.
What should he do if she was taken advantage of?
How could he be so careful and fail to keep an eye on her!
Fu Qingxuan was kicking himself. It was all his fault. Had he forsaken that so-called pride of his, he could have asked the Huo family sooner and it would not end up like this.
Night befell.
There was barely anyone on the road.
