A luxury home in Dihor Garden.
Rong Yan had been busy all day, finally managed to take a bath, played some games with Little Baby on the bed, coaxed him to sleep and just came out. She saw the man in casual home clothes placing his phone to his ear, engaged in a call. He seemed troubled, speaking to the person on the other end while pressing the sides of his nose with his hand.
After a moment, he ended the call and turned around.
Just then, he stumbled upon Rong Yan who was coming out, Li Shengxiao showed a look of surprise, his voice hoarse, "You're not asleep yet?"
Seeing the frustration hidden in his brows, Rong Yan couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen?"
Li Shengxiao put down the phone, rubbed his furrowed brows helplessly, and replied, "Cui Jiangjing somehow lost his mind and was racing on the Third Ring Road in the Capital City."