In the Shengjing Bay Villa Group, Bai Chenyao lay coldly on the large bed in the bedroom.
His thick, sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed, his complexion somewhat pale, uncertain whether it was due to poor sleep or something else.
Li Mu stood beside the bed, exceptionally respectful, even somewhat cautious.
"Gone?"
Li Mu nodded, noting the air in the room almost freezing over, his voice growing even more respectful.
"Yes, at... the train station, said she didn't board the train."
After speaking, Li Mu cautiously glanced at him from the corner of his eye.
Noticing his increasingly gloomy expression, even with a hint of violence, Li Mu's heart tightened, nearly stopping him from breathing.
"The train at ten in the morning, it's now four in the afternoon, such a long time, still no sign of her?"
Bai Chenyao's voice was deep, indifferent, seemingly as usual.
But only Li Mu knew, the more it seemed this way, the worse his mood was.
