Lin Xu wove through the crowd at the birthday banquet for a long time but couldn't find that person, as if the glimpse she caught was just her imagination.
Her beautiful face was tinged with a trace of anxiety, and her upturned hair became somewhat disheveled; she stood there helplessly, her disorientation breeding a sense of desolation.
The people nearby couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances, and some even took steps forward, considering offering her a few words of comfort.
The next second, Ji Tingyang rushed over and led her away.
"Tingyang, did you find your dad?" Lin Xu asked impatiently as soon as Ji Tingyang had brought her to the lounge.
"No," he shook his head.
After speaking to her father, Lin Xu rushed out, desperately searching through the banquet hall.
Ji Tingyang also tried to look for him, but he had almost upturned the entire venue without finding anyone.
Worried about Lin Xu, he returned.
Thankfully he did.
