Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
How could she possibly sleep in times like these?
She wouldn’t be able to have peace of mind until Mother Zhuang was found.
Every time she closed her eyes, she would see her mother’s gentle smile, followed by her look of fear and trepidation.
Zhuang Nainai pursed her lips but didn’t say anything. She closed her eyes, and her thoughts ran wild.
Where on earth was her mother?
Could she have recalled the car accident that had happened five years ago after seeing Ding Mengya? Was that why she had been so agitated?
As she thought about this, Zhuang Nainai felt a dull throbbing in her heart again.
At that moment, a pair of large, warm hands started massaging her head. She felt the warmth from the fingertips being transmitted onto her scalp, and suddenly, her full attention was directed to her scalp.
The fingertips continued massaging her scalp, the pressure varying every now and then. This disrupted her train of thought and diverted her attention.
Without knowing it, she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Si Zhengting only stopped his ministrations after he saw that her breathing had become even. He pulled out his cell phone and walked out, wanting to make a call to someone in China, but he didn’t know who to call.
He wanted to ask Madam Ding about this matter, but he suddenly felt that even if the call went through, he wouldn’t know what to say.
To question her?
But she had good intentions, to begin with.
Si Zhengting sighed. His deep eyes gazed into the distance.
Nainai, five years ago, we had lost our chance to be together due to a misunderstanding. Could it be that we are destined to be apart in this life?
No, it couldn’t end like this.
He couldn’t let Mother Zhuang continue to be the ravine separating the two of them, and neither could he write off their future together just like that.
As he reached this conclusion, his gaze grew determined. He picked up his cell phone and phoned Ji Chen. “Locate Jason. Divert all our overseas resources to Kentucky! We must find Zhuang Meiting.”
Ji Chen answered, “Understood.”
After he ended the call with Ji Chen, he phoned some friends in America.
“Hi, John. Have there been any updates on the matter that I sought your help with?”
“Hello, Bonnie. I’m sorry for troubling you, but have there been any updates on the matter that I sought your help with?”
Si Zhengting was speechless.
“Thank you, sorry for troubling you.”
He called them one by one, even those he wasn’t very familiar with. He decided to brazenly do so, despite how he had never liked engaging in social niceties and how he had always been the haughty and arrogant one that people sought favors from, not the other way around. In these moments, he humbled himself. Although his choice of words was slightly awkward since he was unused to asking for favors, he grew more adept at it with each phone call.
It would come as a great surprise to Ji Chen if Ji Chen saw him in this state.
Even so, after he had finished calling everyone, Si Zhengting’s expression was still grim. He put down his phone, thinking about who else he could ask for a favor while simultaneously wondering if a patient who had a long-term mental illness would be able to escape from a home without being noticed by a single person.
As he thought of this, he called the director again and asked for the surveillance camera recordings.
Then, he started scrutinizing the video on his laptop. However, he had not identified a single suspicious person throughout the entire recording.
But before a particular patient had acted up, Mother Zhuang had interacted with that person.
He suddenly thought of something and scrutinized Mother Zhuang’s eyes, comparing them with the other patients’.
The other patients looked lost and in a daze; however, Mother Zhuang’s eyes were bright.
