A City.
After almost scouring the entire city's streets, there was still no sign of Song Yinyin. Lu Jihan returned to the hotel dejectedly, casually tossing the car keys and his phone onto the coffee table.
Then, he glanced inside the bedroom, where her lake-blue gown lay at the foot of the messy bed.
He reached out to pick up the dress, bringing it to his nose to take a deep breath, sensing her unique sweet fragrance still lingering on it.
It reminded him that just an hour ago, she was still here... and now, she had vanished!
Damn woman, where on earth did she run off to?!
Lu Jihan tiredly rubbed his temples, feeling such defeat for the first time.
Just then, the phone on the coffee table vibrated, catching his attention. He noticed it was a call from an unknown number.
Immediately, Lu Jihan's first reaction was—it might be a call from Song Yinyin.
He quickly walked over and picked up the phone: "Hello, Song Yinyin, damn woman, where did you go?!"
