```
In that uninhabited forest, whether he had been captured by Nicholas's men or had had some accident, nobody knew.
By the second day of the search and rescue operation, nearly five hundred people had been deployed to search, combing the area intensively, but the trail of Bo Jinyu had gone cold midway, and Nicholas's men seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Ye Anran had not slept all night, sitting up straight, her eyes, red and swollen, fixed on her mobile phone, not daring to relax for a moment. Right now, she just hoped Bo Jinyu would call to tell her that he was safe.
But there was no such call, no news at all.
Father Bo and Mother Bo couldn't keep awake and fell asleep in their chairs as dawn approached; Ye Anran didn't dare disturb them and sat quietly to one side.
Young Master Bo's family, perhaps because Elder Bo wasn't sleeping and it wouldn't feel right for them to sleep either, were also slouched in their chairs.
