"Don’t be anxious, with her legs being incapacitated and currently having no memory, think about it, who else here is most likely to have taken her away?"
Who would be most likely to take her away?
The man smoking cigarettes, staring out into the night, finally narrowed his dark red eyes slightly.
After the incident, the first thing he thought of was that Ou Mufeng and her daughter had taken her away; after all, the "baby-killing" incident three days ago was orchestrated by her.
But what he hadn’t anticipated was although the mother and daughter had framed her, they hadn’t taken her away and even claimed to know nothing about that matter. That’s when he started to find the whole thing baffling.
Indeed, to this day, he still couldn’t figure out why she had disappeared or how exactly she vanished from his yard.
Until now, when the man beside him reminded him!
Who else would be most likely to take her away?
He sat there, cigarette in hand, his mind in turmoil. He thought long and hard, and finally, an image of the man he least wanted to consider surfaced—Lin Yebai!
Exactly, only this man could most possibly have taken her away. Otherwise, considering her current condition and with Ou Muyuan not here and Ou Mufeng denying any involvement, it was impossible for the girl to have disappeared without a reason.
He finally grasped for his phone like a drowning man clutching at a lifebuoy, and dialed the number he’d dug out.
Before making the call, he hadn’t even thought about why that man would take her.
"Hello, this is Ou Mucen!"
"What? You called to brag about how you’re spending the New Year?"
With just those words, the man on this end, who was about to speak his second sentence, suddenly froze, all his words getting stuck in his throat.
Lin Yebai, ever since the Qiao Family incident, had never spoken to him with a good tone—because of the anger and unwillingness in his heart, every single time it was either sarcasm or words seemingly intended to choke him to death.
But Ou Mucen knew that every word was Lin Yebai’s most straightforward speech.
Brag about how they were spending New Year’s?
He sat there, chewing over those words for a good while before calmly responding, "Yes, Ningning asked me to ask you if you are coming for the New Year. If you do, she said she’d like to treat you to a meal."
"Crazy! If she had something to tell me, wouldn’t she just call me herself? Why would she use you as a messenger?"
The call was hung up!
Ou Mucen sat in the car, listening to the busy tone of "du du du" from his phone, and it took him a long time to recover...
She wasn’t at his place either!
Then where could she possibly be?
It felt like something inside him collapsed, and his hand trembled, the phone slipping from his palm to the ground.
Ji Chengzhi had been watching him all along and noticed how hopeful he was when making that call, but after uttering just that sentence, he seemed even paler than before. Chengzhi began to regret his earlier suggestion.
"Mucen? Are you alright? Who were you calling just now?"
Ji Chengzhi’s eyes flickered upon hearing the name. "What did he say? Did he take her away?"
Ou Mucen shook his head, sitting there, too pale to even want to utter another word...
Ji Chengzhi, realizing this wasn’t good news, decided not to say more. He made a call to have the surveillance footage sent over from Blue Mountain Villa, and then the two of them started watching the video in the car.