Yaen Chi was so panicked he couldn't even hold his cigarette steady.
As he reached for his cell phone, the cigarette fell from his mouth, scalding his fingers, but he didn't stop until he saw the photo.
His face suddenly became serious.
The vast private room was as quiet as death.
Even the light sound of a chair leg scraping the floor seemed shockingly abrupt.
"Jiaojiao?"
Ye Wanting called out, wanting to chase after Nan Jiaojiao.
Yaen Chi pulled her back, "Stay here, I'll go."
Before he had finished speaking, he was already chasing after Nan Jiaojiao. However, he didn't know how fast that girl's legs were. Yaen Chi even started running but still couldn't catch up to her. When he reached the elevator, not only was her figure gone, but the display had already dropped to the fifth floor.
He hurriedly pressed for two elevators.
Even one would be good.
Once Nan Jiaojiao was outside, a single thought echoed in her mind.
Dusk Street.
She needed to go to Dusk Street.
