Li Miao's hand, poised to call the police, halted abruptly as she instinctively turned her head to look over.
Su Qingqing also followed the sound and looked in the same direction, her expression pausing slightly.
A group of people were seen walking over from the corridor.
The man in the lead, dressed in a black shirt, handsome and leisurely, maintained a calm demeanor, which made Su Qingqing frown.
Li Miao, however, reacted more quickly, exclaiming with a cry as she lunged forward, "Brother, Qiaoqiao is missing. Hurry and find her."
Li Hanzhou stopped her sudden charge with a finger against her forehead, and under Li Miao's gaze, which read 'how can you be so cold-hearted to your poor sister,' he said calmly: "She's fine. I will have someone send you back first. You don't need to worry about this matter; I have my plans."
"Is she really okay?" Li Miao asked, her eyes brimming with tears, still shaken.
