Upon receiving this news, Yu Chiyin felt a warm rush surging upward in his chest, and his vision went dark for a moment.
He steadied himself against the door frame, taking deep, slightly ragged breaths.
At that time, Elder Wen hadn't noticed his condition; upon hearing Long Qi's words, he cried out anxiously,
"What's going on? Every time the young lady leaves the house, she's accompanied by a bodyguard and a driver, and it's broad daylight. How could she and Xiaoyi be kidnapped? Don't the criminals have any fear of the law?!"
"Long Qi, stand up." Yu Chiyin's face showed hints of bruising, and he forcibly swallowed the blood in his mouth.
"Yes." Long Qi stood up, bowing his head, "According to preliminary information, the young madam initially received a phone call, instructing the bodyguard and driver to leave first. After that, she got into a gray Jetta and followed it."
