It's already past ten, and there's no sign of Xia Lu coming back.
Zhou Mingchen got up several times and paced to the window, hoping to see if any vehicles passed by, but was disappointed each time. He dialed the security office.
"Has any taxi entered the neighborhood?"
Receiving a negative answer, he had no choice but to hang up. It had been an hour since she got out of the car. Originally, he thought she just felt suffocated and wanted to take a walk alone, and would take a taxi back when the time came, but he didn't expect such a long time to pass. Her phone had been unanswered, which was unsettling.
"Sir, everything is already prepared." Aunt Zhang brought the red bean soup in and placed it on the table, "I noticed the madam doesn't seem to be back yet. Are you sure it's fine? It's already dark out."
Zhou Mingchen waved his hand, "It's okay, she's a grown-up and knows to come home when it gets dark. You can rest first."
