The torrential rain washed away all traces, and the search for Lin Miaoyu had to stop. Dozens of security guards searched every corner of Sun Yat-sen University. Not without any gains, they found the scarf Lin Miaoyu had thrown in the trash can. The moment she saw the scarf, Lang Mudi's expression changed drastically, but she quickly returned to normal. After the meeting with the company people, she waited for a while before leaving, and dialed a number in a place where there was no one around.
"Xia Yuxiu, should you give me an explanation?" Lang Mudi's voice was too soft, even when angry, it was soft. If such a voice were placed not on a man but on a woman, it would surely fascinate a large number of people.
"What explanation?"
"Scarf!" Lang Mudi said angrily.
"What's wrong with the scarf?" Xia Yuxiu was puzzled, "Didn't the scarf be given to Miaoyu? You said she was very (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com