The man's face carried a hint of gloom, and yet he sneered, his tone laced with irony as he flatly denied, "How could that be possible."
Lu Jingchen, however, was observing the man's tightly clenched fist resting on the table, noticing the whitening knuckles around his bony ring, the expression in his eyes murky and indistinct, as he spoke unhurriedly, "Since there's nothing, then you might as well call back those people who are still searching for Ning Wan. Why waste so many people looking for someone you don't love."
Moreover, after searching for so long and still finding no trace, who knows if that woman has hidden herself at the ends of the earth.
After all, having known her for more than a decade, Lu Jingchen was well aware that if Ning Wan couldn't be found now, it was either because something had happened to her, or because she was intentionally hiding to avoid being found by Xi Mohan.
