Everyone in the living room was staring at her. Lu Junxi had just come home from work and saw the lively scene in the living room. He whistled, "Oh, Third Brother, what kind of wind blew you here today? Where's Sister-in-law?"
As always, someone had the unparalleled ability to hit a sore spot.
Yan Nanfei shot him a glare. Couldn't he see Leng Youchen's imposing aura of anger as he came to interrogate her? She pursed her lips slightly. "Last night, after dinner, we each went home. Why, what happened?"
"She didn't come to see you today?" Leng Youchen asked again, his tone now tinged with several degrees of urgency.
Yan Nanfei shook her head. "No, she didn't come to the exam this morning either. I called her, but her phone was off. Young Master Leng, what's going on?"
Leng Youchen's expression was grim. "I see. If you get in touch with her, please inform me immediately. I'm begging you."
