Leng Xuan felt a warm current sweep through his heart when he heard this. He had been missing for a day, and to think that the two young ladies were actually so anxious about him. It seemed they really did care about him. Especially Miss Ling Xuejiu, the girl who was usually cold as ice toward him, always carrying herself with the airs of a high and mighty heiress. But at that moment, from the tone of her conversation with Li Mengjie, it was clear she was actually quite concerned about him.