"Disappeared?"
Upon hearing Ah Cheng's report, Qin Yuji was somewhat surprised.
Ah Cheng, looking uneasy, turned to Chi Jingxuan, "Young Master, Qin Yuyan wouldn't blame her mother's death on the Young Lady, would she?"
"Then her days are numbered."
Speaking coldly, Chi Jingxuan raised his eyes to ask Ah Cheng, "What has been happening with the Qin family these past few days?"
"Qin Zhongsong has nowhere to turn, and the steel plant is pressing him to start work, so he went to report in today. He has entrusted the Qin family's villa to a relative he brought from the countryside, asking him to continue to take care of Qin Haokun. Other than that, there's nothing else."
Thinking of the once chauffeured Qin Zhongsong now reduced to riding a squeaky bicycle to work, Ah Cheng felt an inexplicable sense of schadenfreude.
Chi Jingxuan nodded, then hesitated before continuing, "Has Lin Xixi been found?"
