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The hall was brightly lit.

A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the dome, which is more than ten meters high, casting a dazzling light.

The floor was paved with precious marble, so shiny it could reflect a person's image.

The walls are adorned with valuable calligraphy and paintings, each a work by a renowned artist.

The entire hall was magnificent, like a palace.

An elegant woman in a white dress stood in the middle, quietly making a phone call.

She looked to be in her thirties or forties, but it was hard to tell her exact age.

Her skin was as white as jade, and so delicate it seemed to break at a touch.

Her features are incredibly delicate, bearing a resemblance to Chen Xiaoran, but she lacks some of the liveliness and possesses more of an air of nobility.

She was surrounded by dozens of men and women.

They were all dressed in formal attire, exuding elegance.

They stood in twos and threes, holding wine glasses, their manners elegant.

But at this moment, they all stood still, not daring to make a sound.

They seemed afraid of disturbing the woman who was making the phone call.

The entire lobby was completely silent.

After a long while, the woman put down her phone.

She paced back and forth a couple of times, seemingly deep in thought.

The high heels clicked crisply on the marble floor.

Tap, tap, tap.

The hall echoed with the sounds of people wandering around.

After thinking for a long time, she raised her head.

It seemed that only then did he remember that there were still dozens of people waiting for him.

She glanced around, her gaze calm and serene.

He waved his hand.

"Let's all go."

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire lobby.

The group of people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

No one dared to say a word, and they left in an orderly fashion.

They nodded or bowed, then quietly left the hall.

If anyone outside saw this scene, they would be extremely shocked.

Because these dozens of people are all very important figures.

There are business tycoons, cultural celebrities, and great artists...

They are prominent figures in their respective industries.

Some even have astonishing backgrounds and are truly powerful figures.

But they are still just one among many.

That's it.

Finally, apart from the woman, only an old man remained in the entire hall.

He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with gray hair and a face covered in wrinkles.

He stood in the corner, a kind smile on his face, like a Maitreya Buddha.

"Uncle Gong".

The woman spoke, her voice softening slightly.

"Please make the trip yourself. Ranran was crying just now, and I'm really worried about her."

The old man squinted, his smile widening.

"Yes, miss, how should I do it?"

The woman sighed, her eyes flashing with guilt and heartache.

"Sigh... I'll just have to go along with Ranran's wishes. I haven't been by her side for so many years, and I'm such a bad mother to her."

"it is good."

The old man nodded.

"By the way, Uncle Gong, bring Ranran back. Don't let her see that Lin Xuan again. Protecting him once is enough."

"it is good."

Then, he disappeared from the spot.

It's true...

Vanished into thin air.

Without any warning, without any movement, it vanished like a wisp of smoke.

"Lin Xuan... Jiangzhou... a time of great turmoil..."

The woman sighed.

.

Inside Zhao Xueli's villa in Binjiang Huafu.

The living room was brightly lit, and the TV was on, playing a boring variety show.

But none of the three of them were interested in looking at it.

An Lan sat on the sofa, her hands clasped together, her brows slightly furrowed.

She was wearing loungewear, her hair loose, and she looked less aloof than usual, but her eyes were full of worry.

Tong Yao leaned against the other side, hugging a cushion, with her legs propped up on the coffee table, looking irritable.

Zhao Xueli sat on a single sofa, holding her phone in her hand. The screen lit up and dimmed, then dimmed and lit up again, as she watched it over and over again.

They had discovered Lin Xuan was missing half an hour ago!

"Still can't get through."

Zhao Xueli put down her phone, her face full of worry.

"It's fine."

An Lan tapped her fingers lightly on the sofa armrest.

"He's probably still busy with that project at Jiangzhou University."

The moment she lost contact, An Lan called Su Yurou to inquire.

I know Lin Xuan should be at Jiangzhou University all day.

"Yeah! He's a scoundrel!"

Tong Yao said angrily, squeezing the pillow until it was deformed.

"He must have been flirting with some young girl and forgot to check his phone!"

As she spoke, she looked at Zhao Xueli, her tone softening slightly:

"Sister Shirley, don't worry, he's no ordinary person, how could something have happened to him!"

"Um..."

Zhao Xueli nodded, forcing a smile.

A dozen minutes later.

The doorbell rang, ringing several times rapidly.

An Lan got up to open the door, and Su Yurou rushed in.

"How's it going? Any news?"

As soon as she came in, she asked anxiously.

But what they got in return were three disappointed faces.

"Could it have been Yun Rutian who did it!"

Upon hearing the news, Su Yurou rushed over immediately.

She thought about it on the way and felt that the most likely person was Yun Rutian!

"Yun Rutian, the young master of the Yun family?"

An Lan frowned upon hearing this.

"Yes! I ran into him at school today!"

Su Yurou briefly recounted what had happened that day.

"The Yun family..."

In the past, she could have sought help from elders in her family to try and contact the Yun family.

But now...

Tong Yao took out her phone and called her father directly.

A few minutes later, she hung up in disappointment.

"We can't get in touch with them! The Yun family rarely interacts with outsiders, and their businesses are managed by professional managers; family members rarely show up."

Immediately, the four of them fell silent.

The air in the living room seemed to freeze.

"Got it!"

Su Yurou suddenly slapped her thigh, her eyes lighting up.

"Principal Liang should have it!"

As she spoke, she quickly took out her phone, found Principal Liang's number, and dialed it.

The phone rang a few times before being answered.

"Hello, Principal Liang, I'm sorry to bother you so late, but do you have Yun Rutian's phone number? I have an urgent matter! It's extremely urgent!"

Principal Liang fell silent, seemingly hesitant.

"Yes, I'll send it to you."

But after a while, he finally spoke.

"Thank you, Principal Liang!"

Su Yurou's voice trembled with excitement.

Su Yurou breathed a sigh of relief; her palms were sweaty.

"Really?"

"Rou Rou, how are you?"

Really?!

The other three girls gathered around when they heard this.

After hanging up the phone, Su Yurou nodded emphatically: "Yes! He'll send it to me right away!"

Upon hearing that it was true, everyone's faces lit up with surprise and delight.

The four people huddled together, staring at their phone screens.

hum!

Soon, the screen lit up.

Principal Liang sent me his phone number, along with a note saying, "Don't say it's me..."

Su Yurou took a deep breath and dialed the number directly.

beep...

beep...

beep...

The phone rang for a long time.

Just when the four of them were in despair.

The call went through!

A groggy voice came from over there, tinged with impatience:

"Who is it! It's so late, can't a person get some sleep?!"