He stole a glance at Fu Tingyu, who was still sitting behind his desk. His heartbeat couldn't help speeding up.
Although Fu Tingyu was physically here, Shi Yan knew that he was worried sick for Madam's whereabout.
Perhaps he too was hoping that Madam would come looking for him at North Star too.
But the night had fallen, and Madam was still nowhere to be seen.
Sir probably couldn't keep still anymore.
Fu Tingyu raised his head when he saw Shi Yan strode into his office. "Is she here?"
"No, Sir. They sent words from Jiangcheng saying that they couldn't find her." Shi Yan carefully answered.
She wasn't in Jiangcheng, neither did she come to North Star. Where did she go?
Fu Tingyu tightened his grip around his pen. His eyes went to his phone, which hadn't rung even once today.
He reached out for his phone and dialed a number familiar to him.
After a few seconds, a voice message came to his ear.
