"I understand, go ahead with your work," Sheng Shaochen was about to dial Ye Shu's mobile number when suddenly, a call from a number he extremely disliked came through.
"Shaochen, Ruxin is missing—what should we do now, wuuwuu..." As soon as the call connected, Mrs. Han's sobbing voice came from the other end.
"What happened?" Sheng Shaochen's brows slightly furrowed.
"I don't know either. I went out for something today, and when I came back, she wasn't at home. I asked the housemaids, and none of them knew anything. Her leg had just started to get better, and now she ran off somewhere. If anything happens to her, I won't be able to live with myself..."
"Then you should call the police." Sheng Shaochen had a very poor impression of Mrs. Han, so he hung up the phone without another word, then sent a message to his Han City branch office, asking them to help look for her.
"Chenchen, whom were you just calling? What police?" The Old Lady asked worriedly.
