It was time for their scheduled trip to the desert, but Lu Qingyi had disappeared, leaving only a message for Xu Boyan stating she had something else to deal with.
Xu Boyan sat in his chair, his eyes deep-set, his cell phone lightly tapping against the table as he was surrounded by neatly packed possessions.
"Master Xu..."
A low tide of pressure emanated from Xu Boyan, causing Xu Yi to feel a twinge of fear.
It had been a long time since Xu Boyan had shown such a terrifying side.
The oppressive atmosphere was unbearable.
Just the night before, Xu Yi had watched as Xu Boyan carefully packed each item himself, not permitting Xu Yi so much as to lend a hand.
When had Xu Boyan ever been this hands-on?
The day had barely begun when a WeChat message dashed Xu Boyan's cheerful mood into an abyss.
"Find out where she went."
Xu Boyan's gaze sank, he coldly ordered, an undeniable aura of pressure oozing out.
The child has already left the school.
