"Where's Xinxin?!" Qi Siming's face turned incredibly sour at the sight of the person he was looking for not being there, and he anxiously asked again.
Ou Tiandao and Nangong Wuyi arrived shortly after, and all of a sudden, the three big young masters of Tac City have gathered.
"He's referring to the girl who sat next to you just now," Nangong Wuyi explained.
Ou Tiandao was also somewhat impatient, "Where did that girl go??"
After all, Qi Siming had been looking for his sister for sixteen years and now, there's finally a clue. Everyone was anxious.
"She left!" Mu Yuqing inexplicably pointed towards the entrance.
Qi Siming immediately rushed to the entrance, only to see Mu Zhehan with a gloomy face, a wrecked Porsche, a crashed Pagani, and a crowd of onlookers on the street.
"Qi Xin!!" Qi Siming yelled heartrendingly towards the street.
"Qi Xin!!"
"Xinxin!!!"
Yet, no one responded to Qi Siming's calls.
