He had always adored Qianqian, and there was indeed such a thing as a telepathic connection between people.
Bo Yanching's influence was significant. Finding a child would be easy for him, but the other party had even arranged for top-tier hackers to recklessly infiltrate the old mansion's system, indicating they were no small foe.
Qianqian's health was poor, and the longer it took to find her, the more dangerous it became.
He couldn't afford any more mistakes.
After receiving the call, Yaen Chi didn't hesitate. He sent out all the people he could muster.
He grabbed his car keys and headed for the door, only to see Li Jian as he opened it.
Yaen Chi paused for a moment, stepped back to look around, and recognized the familiar living room—but this was Minglun's penthouse apartment suite. His movements had been too abrupt, and when stopped suddenly, his head began to throb as if it might burst.
"Cousin, why are you here?"
