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âI didnât see him.â
So, Li Shengxiao really went out to look for Cui Jiangjing and the others?
âImpossible, he should have gone back to you by now. How could he not have returned?â Cui Jiangjing was somewhat disbelieving. âAre you sure he didnât go back?â
Rong Yan went into the bedroom next to the study, turned the doorknob, and took a peek inside. She said, âIâm certain, absolutely certain, he hasnât come back!â
âBloody hell! That canât be rightâ¦â Cui Jiangjing still couldnât believe it. âIf Shengxiao didnât go back to find you, where could he be?â
Rong Yan was no fool; his tone alone allowed her to guess, âIs he drunk?â
âUhâ¦â
âWhen he looked for you, he didnât drink, did he?â
If Li Shengxiao hadnât drunk, Cui Jiangjing wouldnât react like this, at least there would have been no need for panic!
She was too smart! Cui Jiangjing, who had initially wanted to gloss things over for his friend, found he couldnât continue to evade, and conceded helplessly, âThis time, itâs not my fault. Itâs because you two had an argument. Shengxiao was in a bad mood. I tried to stop him but failed.â
They had argued? Rong Yan was about to say they hadnât argued at all. But she swallowed her words, replacing them with, âHow long has he been gone?â
âAbout an hour ago.â
âAn hour? By all accounts, he should have returned by now.â Rong Yan calculated the time, and given it was ten at night with no traffic jams or similar issues, he should have been back already.
Could Li Shengxiao have run away from home?
The thought of running away had barely formed when Rong Yan herself was dumbfounded. She quickly dismissed this ludicrous idea.
Impossible! Li Shengxiao was not a childish man!
âExactly, he should have returned. When you called me looking for him, I was really surprised. If heâs not at home, where could he be?â Cui Jiangjing was still rambling on the other end of the phone.
Suddenly, Rong Yan heard a noise coming from the entryway, and she whispered into the phone, âIt seems like heâs back. Doctor Cui, Iâll talk to you later. Iâm hanging up.â
âHey!â
Rong Yan put down her phone and ended the call. Then, turning around, she headed toward the living roomâ
As she neared the entryway, she saw the man she thought had ârun away from home,â âLi Shengxiao, youâre back? I didnât see you just now and called Doctor Cui.â
Quickly, Rong Yan noticed his damp hair and frowned, quickly walking over, âWhy is your hair wet?â
He already suffered from migraines; sneaking around with wet hair on a cold night, didnât he fear that his headaches would worsen as he aged?
âGo to the bedroom first, wait for me!â Rong Yan said without any further discussion, ran to the bathroom, found a clean towel, and a hair dryer. She also brought the hot coffee she had previously made in the study to the bedroom.
Dihor Garden was a top-tier mansion complex, with a super-large suite over 300 square meters housing four rooms in total.
Besides the study and two bedrooms, there was also a guest bedroom.
Li Shengxiaoâs room was the largest!
Occupying the spot with the best view, one could overlook the entire nighttime skyline of Capital City from the balcony of his room. The decoration style was consistent with his usual preference, with a muted palette of black, white, and grey as the main colors, and metal-tinged artwork scattered about, demonstrating the hard and dominating side of his personality.
Rong Yan, holding a bunch of things, entered the room, first placed the coffee on the table not far from him, and then looked at the man who hadnât said a word and suggested, âHave some hot coffee first.â
He had been out in the cold wind; drinking something warm was good for him.
After saying this, Rong Yan didnât force him to drink or anything. She picked up the towel, stood on her tiptoes, and began to help him wipe his wet hair.