At eight in the evening, in the study.
Li Zishen had just closed his notebook, ready to check some approval documents when suddenly he received a call from Bai Long.
The latest news about Tang Xiaowan enraged him.
The bodyguard had lost track of her black SUV, and the news from Jinyuan Academy wasn't optimistic either; she hadn't returned to her new residence.
Without pausing to think, Li Zishen quickly dialed Tang Xiaowan's phone, only to be painfully rejected.
Immediately after, a message notification sounded.
"I'm fine, no need to search for me. I just want some peace for a few days, and I've already requested leave from school."
"If you can manage not to disturb me, I will send a daily safety report before dinner. If you can't manage that, don't ever expect to see me again."
"Don't call, I don't want to listen."
The three messages arrived one after another, merely seconds apart. It wasn't hard to guess that Tang Xiaowan had prepared these in advance.
