Ye Ziyu’s disappearance caught Ye Qinghe off guard. His heart beat faster and his brain blank.
He comforted the nanny and called the driver to pick up Ye Ya, then contacted his father and Assistant He.
Assistant He did not reply.
Neither did Father.
He should have known a long time ago. No matter what happens in the family, Father will always be the last to know.
He did not care.
He shouldn’t have counted on it either.
Ye Qinghe’s heart ached. He bowed his head and wiped away tears indiscriminately, trembling and groping for the medicine bottle from his school bag.
But his hand shook so badly that the bottle fell and rolled to the ground.
Ye Qinghe was in a daze for a few seconds and bent over to get it.
“Here.” A thin hand finished his movements for him.
“Thank you.” Ye Qinghe took the medicine bottle, took out two pills, and swallowed them with water.
Shen Zhou stared at his pale and bloodless complexion, his lips curled softly, “Did… something happen to Yaya again?”
Ye Qinghe lowered his eyelashes lightly, and the medicine temporarily restored his heartbeat to normal. Ye Qinghe clenched his fists and suddenly got up, stuffed the books on the table into his school bag, and said, “I want to ask for leave, and I won’t be in the self-study class. You can write your homework by yourself or wait for me to come back tomorrow.”
“Ye……”
Before the last word could leave Shen Zhou’s mouth, Ye Qinghe already hurriedly left the class.
Soon, the driver appeared at the gate with Ye Ya.
“Brother!!”
In the car window, Ye Ya lay inside and smiled at him.
She didn’t know what happened yet. She laughed heartlessly, simple and cute.
If it were in the past, Ye Qinghe would have responded, but now he didn’t even have the strength to speak, and he was full of sorrow.
Click.
Ye Qinghe sat in the back seat.
Ye Ya rushed over, “Brother, are you unhappy?” She easily sensed Ye Qinghe’s sadness, and her eyes were full of worry.
Ye Qinghe smiled far-fetched and looked at the driver, “Go to my dad’s company.”
Driver, “Now?”
Ye Qinghe nodded, “Now.”
The driver knew what was going on at home, so he didn’t ask much, and immediately turned around and went to the Ye company building.
The atmosphere on the road was extremely heavy, and Ye Ya no longer bothered Ye Qinghe anymore as she realized this mood.
She blinked and looked at the white cat, lipping the words: [What happened to Brother?]
The white cat curled its tail into a ball and did not respond to Ye Ya. It stretched out its tongue and licked him, then it rubbed against him.
Ye Ya bulged her cheeks in confusion, and reached in front and asked, “Mister driver, is something wrong at home?”
The driver did not respond and drove quietly.
Ye Ya changed the way of asking, “Is it Ziyu?”
The expression of the driver changed, and the atmosphere was obviously a little tense.
“Is it really Ziyu?!” Ye Ya’s eyes widened and her voice quicker, “Then let’s go home and find Ziyu soon. Brother and I are not there so he must be very lonely.”
Ziyu was too afraid of loneliness.
She had many children playing with her in kindergarten; her brother also had many classmates in school, but Ziyu only had himself, and he must have lost his temper because he missed them so much.
This is terrible. She should have hugged Ziyu before she left in the morning.
The light turned red in front, and the driver slowed down and said softly, “Ziyu ran away when people were not paying attention this afternoon. The family has sent security guards to find him, but there is still no news.”
It would not be that bad if he only lost his temper and ran away, what would be bad is him being targeted by unscrupulous people.
The Ye family had a great cause, so there were always a few unlawful people trying to come up with an evil plan.
Just as Ye Ya was about to ask a few more questions, the driver parked the car on the side of the road, “We are here.”
Ye Qinghe, who hadn’t spoken much along the way, opened the door with a gesture, “Please take care of Yaya. I’ll be back in a while.”
After speaking, Ye Qinghe got out of the car and left.
Seeing his back getting farther and farther away, Ye Ya, who was anxious, picked up her school bag and followed. She was so fast the driver didn’t even have a chance to react.
“Brother–!”
Ye Ya ran to catch up.
Ye Qinghe walked very quickly and had already reached the lobby and entered the elevator.
