Lin Xiaoxiao froze completely upon hearing the word "missing," her body stiffening up immediately. It felt like lead had filled her legs, rendering her unable to move.
"Mr. Lu will surely hold someone accountable for this. But right now, we need to cooperate with his police friends to find the young master's whereabouts as soon as possible."
Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but listen more closely, and she walked over directly, looking at them with a serious expression: "Is everything you've just said true?"
The security team leader stood up nervously upon the sudden appearance of the woman.
Meng Yan's gaze lingered on the portrait in the photo frame, recalling what Rong Lan had instructed when she was lucid, his mood turning sour. Only upon Rong Lan's death did he realize how little he truly knew her.
"Please take good care of my sister."
Even with just those words, Meng Yan has yet to fully put his mind at ease.
