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"Wan Bo, I'm fine. I just want to ask if there's any news from Zhuo Xiangyu." Seeing that the butler Wan Bo was still waiting with a sad face, Xu Yueqing knew that there was probably no result yet.

"Not yet, Ms. Xu should go back and rest, the doctor said you need to rest." Uncle Wan's attitude towards Xu Yueqing's concern for Zhuo Nianqi was very helpful, and his face looked better.

Xu Yueqing was anxious, how could she rest, she simply said to Wan Bo: "I'll wait in the living room with you, even if I go back, I won't be able to fall asleep."

"Okay, then if Miss Xu feels uncomfortable, go back to the room quickly, or the young master will blame me when he comes back." Seeing Xu Yueqing's persistence, Uncle Wan had no choice but to agree to her.

It was still raining, and the lightning and thunder outside the house seemed to be the end of the world. Just watching and listening in the house felt terrifying.

Xu Yueqing waited for a while but did not see Zhuo Xiangyu sending a message back, nor did anyone come back, she panicked, fearing that something might happen to Zhuo Nianqi in the woods.

Seeing Xu Yueqing's pale face, Uncle Wan couldn't bear it. After thinking for a while, he quietly got up and went to the kitchen, poured a glass of milk with a small sleeping pill, and planned to let Xu Yueqing go back to bed.

However, when Wan Bo came back to the living room with the milk, there was no one in the living room.

"Has Miss Xu gone back to sleep?" Uncle Wan glanced at the milk in his hand, "That's fine, taking sleeping pills is always bad for your health."

In the woods on the north side of Zhuo's mansion, a petite figure staggered forward in the rain. The lightning was like a crack that suddenly appeared in the sky. The lightning was bright, revealing the white bandage on her head and the thin pajamas on her body.

"Nianqi! Where are you, Nianqi?!" Xu Yueqing walked forward on the muddy mountain road with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Hui was hit by the rain again so hard to open his eyes.

"Nian Qi—!"

"Zhuo Nianqi—!"

Xu Yueqing's ankles hurt from walking, she leaned against a big tree, and continued to call Zhuo Nianqi's name persistently.

"Where did this brat go!" Xu Yueqing murmured to herself, took a deep breath, but was choked by the rain and coughed.

The rain was getting heavier, and Xu Yueqing's heart was getting tighter and tighter. She beat her woody and swollen legs twice, and continued on the mountain road again.

"Zhuo Nianqi—!"

"Zhuo--! Read--! Qi--! Come out for me--!"

The roar of thunder often overwhelmed Xu Yueqing's shouts, but once or twice, the hoarse shouts pierced through the rain and reached the depths of the forest.

"Zhuo Nianqi—!"

"How could there be a woman?" Zhuo Nianqi huddled into a small ball, shivering under the thick tree, wearing light yellow pajamas, making him look like a poor fluffy little yellow chicken.

The woman's voice only appeared for a moment and then disappeared. Zhuo Nianqi sneezed, thinking that he probably heard it wrong.

When Xu Yueqing saw through the rain curtain and the light of lightning the little yellow dumpling curled up under the tree, she almost went crazy with anger. She stumbled over and scolded the brat.

"Zhuo Nianqi! Do you know how many people are looking for you?! You are ignorant, you don't trust others, but can you treat yourself better anyway?! Your daddy came to you on a helicopter in this weather, Do you know how dangerous it is?"