Song Shijing arrived at the bedroom door and knocked, "Miss Su, this is Song Shijing."
Silence reigned inside, without any response.
He knocked a few more times, but still no response.
After a moment of silence, he stepped back a few paces and then, lifting his foot, forcefully kicked the door open.
The people downstairs were startled—was he always this violent?
Sun Qi: "..."
Sure enough, the boss is decisive and efficient.
Song Shijing entered the room and found that the heating wasn't on. The windows were open, letting the cold air pour into the room, making the whole space chillingly cold.
His brows furrowed—how could she have stayed in such cold for a whole day and night?
Annoyed and worried, he thought she really didn't know how to take care of herself.
He didn't see her on the sofa or the bed.
After scanning the room, there was no one.
He lifted his foot and entered the walk-in closet—again, no one. Then he checked the bathroom, still no one.
