An entire night of searching.
Shi Yu didn’t rest for a single minute, taking people to scour the whole of Jiang City in search of Shen Cheng.
Yet, it was still fruitless.
His private doctor, worried about his injuries, stayed with him the whole time.
By the middle of the night, he had developed a high fever.
To avoid delaying the search, the doctor administered several injections of antibiotics in succession, forcibly suppressing the temperature.
The doctor was aware that such medication was not good, but he dared not speak out and could only keep his concerns to himself.
The sky gradually lightened to a pale dawn, then fully brightened.
Shi Yu leaned against the car door, smoking one cigarette after another.
In just one night, a bit of stubble had grown on his resolute chin.
Even so, he was still exceptionally handsome and beyond reproach.
Girls passing by were attracted to him and couldn’t help but exclaim loudly, "Wow! So handsome!"
Someone nearby immediately pulled the girl aside, "Handsome what! Do you want to die? Don’t you know who he is? How dare you make careless remarks about Mr. Shi! Can’t you see he’s in a bad mood?"
"How do you know he’s in a bad mood?" The girl frowned, asking displeasedly.
"Men have only three ways to vent when they are upset: find women, drown sorrows with alcohol, or smoke! Look at all those cigarette butts on the ground..."
The girl still didn’t quite understand and wanted to take another look, but ended up being dragged away by the people accompanying her.
The last cigarette burned out at his fingertips, Shi Yu threw the butt away, habitually reaching for another only to realize he had smoked the whole pack.
Raising his hand, he impatiently glanced at his watch.
Damn intelligence agency, it was just a matter of pulling up satellite footage to check the direction of a car, yet they hadn’t responded to him for so long...
Just as he was thinking, the phone in the car suddenly started buzzing, Shi Yu reached out to answer it: "Found it?"
Recognizing his stern tone, the person on the other end didn’t dare to dawdle: "Found it, Mr. Shi. Your guess was correct; it’s confirmed the car drove into the President’s Mansion..."
In fact, searching for a video segment among millions of recordings is no easy task; the person on the phone had also used almost the entire night to exclude all irrelevant data.
And after finding the information, he didn’t even dare to waste time drinking water, reporting the results immediately to Shi Yu.
The President’s Mansion, huh...
Shi Yu’s eyes flitted across a dark gleam, his index finger tapping idly on the rooftop of the car, saying nothing before hanging up the phone.
Although the saying goes that civilians should not contend with officials, if someone dared to harm his woman... that was a different story entirely.
Meanwhile, at the same time in the President’s Mansion, Shen Cheng also stayed awake through the night.
She knew too well how worried a certain someone would be for her.
As she lay in bed amidst her troubled thoughts, she heard people whispering outside her room.
"I heard that Miss Shen resembles the President’s deceased wife, which is why Mr. President had her brought back to the mansion. Did you also notice that the room Mr. President let her stay in is the best one in the mansion?"
"I noticed, our Mr. President seems to treat her especially well; she’s really fortunate."
"Indeed, Mr. President is powerful and influential, and he’s so handsome too, something many only dream of."
"That’s why they say, being reborn is a skill — if you get it right, you’re set for life without any worries..."
The servants discussed quietly for a while before scattering to go about their own tasks.