Ye Nanshen almost could not help but stand up to look for her. If Zhuang Ling had not stopped Ye Nanshen, Ye Nanshen would have kicked the wheelchair away and stood up.
Ye Nanshen's men had searched all the nearby mountains, but Rong Qi was nowhere to be found. Ye Nanshen's throat was hoarse, and he clenched his fists tightly. His slightly red eyes were filled with guilt and anxiety.
'It was all my fault. Why did I lose my temper at Rong Qi? I knew that she was not like anyone else and was simple-minded. If I had been more patient, she would have not gone missing. What if she encountered danger at night? There were hillside branches everywhere. How could she see at night? It was all my fault...' Ye Nanshen thought.
"Master Shen, it's getting dark. Let's head back first. Perhaps someone had brought madam home when she walked out. If you don't go back soon, the old master will be worried." Zhuang Ling advised softly.
