Thinking of this, Beitang Yao frowned slightly. That damned foolish woman, she truly doesn’t know how to protect herself, making him send her back to China.

Up until now, has she boarded the plane and never thought about giving him a call? Doesn’t she know he’ll worry about her?

That damned foolish woman! He was just silently complaining in his heart when his brow twitched uneasily. A piercing feeling engulfed him, and he vaguely sensed a hint of insecurity, as if something was about to happen.

Even when reading documents, he was distracted, with an unrelenting stream of unease surging in his heart, disrupting his workload. About half an hour passed, and the feeling not only persisted but grew stronger! Suddenly, a petite, frail figure flashed before his eyes, causing the pen in his hand to slip and fall onto the table, splattering a large blot of ink.

In the spreading black stain, he mistook it for a large patch of red blood. It was a bad omen!

At this moment, the phone on the desk rang. He hesitated before answering, "Ye Feng, what’s the matter?" He wasn’t accustomed to sharing his feelings with anyone.

The other side hesitated for a long time before speaking in a calm voice, and Beitang Yao even caught a trace of choking, "...Young Master..."

Beitang Yao’s heart was even more disturbed. Ye Feng’s hesitant demeanor made him frown even deeper, "If there’s anything, speak quickly."

"Young Master, the plane that Miss Xia boarded had an accident mid-flight..." Ye Feng sighed, clutching his phone.

Beitang Yao tightened his grip on the phone, clutching it tightly, and uncertainly asked, "Ye Feng, what did you say?"

Ye Feng also began to worry, cautiously informing Young Master, since Young Master’s emotions were fluctuating so strongly! His voice was hoarse, "Young Master, I just saw the news, the plane heading to City A in China encountered an accident twenty minutes after takeoff. Rescues are underway, and the casualty list will soon be released..."

Beitang Yao froze momentarily, his heart suddenly ceasing to beat! Clutching his mobile phone in confusion, he sat on the big leather chair, the shadows in his eyes reflected with terror, his face taut!

What news did he hear? Upon hearing Ye Feng’s account, he felt like his world exploded like a ticking time bomb!

He opened his email and played the video Ye Feng forwarded. It reported the airplane accident occurring half an hour ago. The reporters were on-site; the plane’s nose was deeply buried in the soil, the fuselage was almost destroyed, and rescuers continuously carried people out from the plane.

The entire atmosphere at the scene became tense, surrounded by cries, with families of the deceased going to claim the bodies, and survivors being carried into ambulances.

Beitang Yao stared intently at the computer screen, not missing any rescue. At the end, the list of casualties was announced, with some bodies still unclaimed. The name of the missing person on the list was in Chinese pinyin, stabbing his eyes: XiaQingqian.