He hadn't rested properly for days, his dark circles were pronounced, and his mind was somewhat in a haze.
Occasionally, during brief rests, he would dream of her returning, only to wake up suddenly.
If Li Qiyu had run away, how could she possibly come back?
If he captured her, he would definitely subject her to the eighteen levels of hellish torture.
Mr. Bo had people search for the car that left the bay, followed it all the way to the airport, then pulled up surveillance footage, checking each departure gate for her boarding...
"Young Master, are you sick?" Nanny Petty saw his unusual expression and waved her hand in front of him.
Bo Yeyuan's breathing became more and more labored, feeling feverish and uncomfortable since morning.
"You're back?" Qiyu's voice came from the second floor.
Bo Yeyuan's body tensed up again, his bloodshot eyes angrily fixed on her.
Qiyu leaned over the railing, smiled, and waved at him, "You look haggard, are you missing me?"
