Hearing Jian Yixue's trembling voice as she cried, Ning Xixi was thrown into disarray, "Xiaoxue, don't cry, tell me clearly what happened."
Jian Yixue stifled her sobs and recounted the incident between gasps, turning Ning Xixi's face ashen.
"Where is he now?"
"He's already gone... His bag and coat were left in the shop where we worked together." Thinking of Qiao Nancheng's last departing silhouette, unease spread boundlessly in Jian Yixue's heart, "Xixi, do you think he might have..."
"No, he wouldn't!" Ning Xixi interrupted her, "Don't scare yourself! I'm heading back to Ying City right now!"
She hurriedly booked a flight ticket, not bothering to pack her luggage, grabbed a backpack, shoved her phone charger and wallet inside, and dashed out.
She bumped into Ji Yebai, who was coming down from the rooftop.
Seeing her carrying a backpack and looking anxious, Ji Yebai frowned, "It's so late, where are you going?"
