On the second day, the fire department didn't come.
They didn't show up on the third day either.
Not only them, but Old Zheng and his men had also completely disappeared. Yang Wei, even more so, was nowhere to be found.
Xu Xiaoya's tense nerves finally relaxed. She hadn't even noticed that Yan Xixi had been the first to arrive and the last to leave every day recently.
Yan Xixi, in fact, had been even more nervous than Xiaoya. Now, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
When Xu Xiaoya pushed the door open, she saw Yan Xixi asleep at her office desk. Lying on her side, she looked extremely exhausted. Perhaps due to staying up all night, she had persistent dark circles under her eyes and looked utterly haggard.
Xu Xiaoya sat down opposite her. Not long after, Yan Xixi woke up.
"Xixi, have a cup of coffee."
Yan Xixi took the coffee and drank it in one gulp.
Soon, her energy returned.
Xu Xiaoya asked in a low voice, "Is there still no news from the Third Young Master?"
