Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

The next morning at seven o'clock, Su Yifeng, who had just come out of the gentle embrace of love, got into his car and was about to start the engine to go to school for two classes when his phone rang urgently.

The caller ID showed Li Jiaying.

He pressed the answer button, but before he could speak, Li Jiaying's anxious voice came from the other end of the line, along with another girl's suppressed sobs.

"Master! Something terrible has happened!"

Su Yifeng frowned slightly: "Speak slowly, what's wrong?"

"It's Sister Xueqing! She didn't come back to the dorm all night!"

Li Jiaying spoke very quickly: "Sister Yurou is almost going crazy with worry!"

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yurou's voice, thick with sobs and incoherent, came through the receiver:

"Boss Su... my sister... Xueqing is missing... She went out yesterday afternoon and hasn't come back yet... Her phone is off... I went to the police station tonight, but they said they wouldn't file a case until 24 hours had passed... Waaah... What should I do..."

Her voice trembled violently, filled with helplessness and fear.

Why didn't you call me tonight?

Damn it, he has a habit of turning off his phone when he gets carried away so as not to be disturbed...

Su Yifeng said in a deep voice, "Don't panic, calm down. Explain clearly what time she left yesterday? Where did she go? Who was she with?"

Mu Yurou sniffed, trying to calm herself, but her voice was still choked with emotion:

"Yesterday afternoon around 3 PM, after class... she said she had to go out for a bit. When asked where she was going, she only said she was going with a senior she knew named Liu Ying, to discuss a part-time job... She seems to have been getting quite close to that senior lately..."

"Senior?" Su Yifeng's eyes turned slightly cold.

At this moment, Li Jiaying interrupted, lowering her voice slightly:

"Master, I might know that senior! I've seen her twice. She dresses like a pretty innocent student, but one night I saw her get into a car driven by a bald, tattooed man at the school gate! She didn't seem like a decent person."

"I see."

Su Yifeng's tone was calm, yet it carried a strangely reassuring power:

"You all wait at the school, don't go anywhere, and keep your phones on. I'll handle it."

"Boss Su, please, you must find Xueqing... She can't be hurt..." Mu Yurou's sobs grew louder again.

"rest assured."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yifeng didn't hesitate and dialed Lan Qimeng's number directly.

The phone rang a few times before being answered. The background noise was a bit loud, as if it were coming from some kind of venue.

"Hey? What are your orders now, Boss Su?" Lan Qimeng's voice was lazy with a hint of mockery.

"Help me look up someone, the sooner the better."

Su Yifeng got straight to the point:

"Mu Xueqing, a freshman at Nanjing University, went missing after 3 p.m. yesterday."

"Last time, I might have met a female student named Liu Ying who dressed innocently. That girl would get into the tattooed bald man's car at night. The police don't have your connections in the underworld."

Hearing Su Yifeng's serious tone, the noisy background noise on Lan Qimeng's end seemed to quiet down a bit, and her tone also became more serious:

"Alright, I'll have my men cast a wide net and ask around right away. This kind of shady circle that preys on students isn't big, so it'll be easy to investigate. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

Thank you.

Su Yifeng hung up the phone, lit a cigarette, leaned back in the driver's seat, and stared intently out the window.

He wasn't particularly worried about Mu Xueqing's safety.

But the longer it drags on, the more suffering Mu Xueqing will endure.

Before he had even finished his cigarette, Lan Qimeng called back, her efficiency was astonishing.

"Found it."

Lan Qimeng's voice carried a hint of coldness: "They're a group of petty thugs who lend money to students and act as pimps. Their leader is called 'Scarface Qiang.' They're not part of our system; they're just low-level scum."

"He had a few henchmen and a few female students like Liu Ying working as intermediaries."

"Where is Mu Xueqing?" Su Yifeng asked directly, getting straight to the point.

"She's in Liu Ying's hands. Yesterday afternoon, Liu Ying lured Mu Xueqing to a small company they rented near the city center under the guise of 'high-paying modeling part-time work with advance payment' under the pretense of a cultural media job. She should still be there; she hasn't been moved yet."

Lan Qimeng paused, then said, "My people are already there. They can easily take care of these small fry. I'll send you the address to your phone."

"Send me the address," Su Yifeng said. "I'm coming too."

"you?"

Lan Qimeng was somewhat surprised, "This is a small matter. My people can handle it cleanly and make sure your people are brought out unharmed."

"I will go myself," Su Yifeng said firmly.

There were some situations he needed Mu Xueqing to witness firsthand, and some lessons he needed to teach her face-to-face.

"...Alright, I've sent you the address. My people will cooperate with you." Lan Qimeng didn't say anything more.

Upon receiving the address, Su Yifeng glanced at it, stepped on the gas, and the black Mercedes-AMG sped off like an arrow towards the city center.

……

Meanwhile, in an old office building in the city center, inside a small company with a tattered sign that reads "Xingcai Culture Media".

Mu Xueqing was locked in a small, windowless room with her hands tied behind her back.

Her hair was a little messy, and her face was streaked with tears, but more than anything, she looked terrified and helpless.

Yesterday afternoon, she was enthusiastically pulled here by her senior, Liu Ying, who said there was an easy modeling job that could earn several thousand yuan in half a day, and that since she was a junior, she could make an exception and receive a portion of her salary in advance.

Mu Xueqing was moved.

She wanted to save money quickly, pay off Su Yifeng's 100,000 yuan debt as soon as possible, and end that humiliating massage as soon as possible.

She didn't even dare tell her sister, afraid that her sister would worry and stop her.

But when she walked into this so-called "company" and saw the few sleazy-looking men inside, she knew she had been tricked.

The so-called "modeling job" is to take photos wearing "clothes" that are so revealing that they can barely cover anything.

And to "pay her salary in advance," she was required to take nude photos with her ID card as "collateral"!

Mu Xueqing's mind went blank, and she turned to leave.

But the door was already blocked.