Reaching out and searching several times but finding no trace of the phone, Chu Xinning simply poured out everything inside onto the passenger seat, yet still found nothing.
Furrowing her brow, Chu Xinning recalled the details from earlier: She grabbed her phone when she came out, then went back to change shoes, picked up her handbag, and left—it must have been in the hurry when she forgot to put the phone in the handbag.
Confirming this detail, she slapped her forehead.
It's already too late to go back and get the phone. Qin Zhaoyang, oh Qin Zhaoyang, where exactly are you going instead of properly recuperating in the hospital?
Her eyes scanned the surroundings once more, noticing the two ancient-looking words "Lanting" ahead in the night. Chu Xinning sat up straight abruptly.
