"Lingling, what exactly happened?" Tang Qingxue asked three times in succession before Long Linger seemed to awaken from a dream. She blinked, took a deep breath, and turned to grab Tang Qingxue's hand. "Yeh Huang is missing, there was an explosion, there are bombs... it's a terrorist attack! Qingxue, I must go find him! I can't reach him now."
Tang Qingxue listened quietly, then held Long Linger's shoulders gently, saying in a warm voice, "Don't rush, you need to take care of yourself now. You're pregnant, going out to find him will only create more chaos for him."
"Then let's call him!"
"It's useless; all mobile signals are gone! Come, follow me, take a bath, and then sleep well. Everything will calm down by tomorrow morning."
