Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 780 - 786: Come Home with Me (2)

He sent out everyone who could help search, but in the blink of an eye, night fell, and there was still no sign of her.

If someone truly wanted to hide from you, how could they let you find them so easily?

The Lamborghini parked by the roadside as Ou Jue searched through a few of her favorite restaurants along the way.

And sure enough, there was no trace of her.

All of Ou Jue’s calmness, composure, and indifference crumbled as time ticked by.

He tugged at his tie; he’d never felt this agitated before.

His phone kept ringing, but it wasn’t the person he’d been searching for.

The young master was practically livid.

"What do you mean you just can’t find her? I refuse to believe she vanished into thin air!"

"I don’t have time to listen to your explanations. Keep looking. If you can’t find her, all of you are fired!"

After a fit of shouting, Ou Jue furiously slammed the call disconnected.

Night had fully fallen, and the surrounding neon lights brightened the streets.

Leaning casually against his Lamborghini, the streetlights stretched his shadow long and lean.

His sharp fingers sank deep into his hair as he closed his eyes.

That fool... was she punishing him?

The next second, as if suddenly recalling something, he snapped open his clear, cold eyes.

Getting back in the car, he grabbed a notebook computer he always carried with him and opened a program, his fingers swiftly dancing over the keyboard.

Damn it, how could he have forgotten such an important clue?

Even if her phone was powered off, as long as he wanted to, he could pinpoint its location instantly.

Before long, the map on the computer screen locked onto a small red dot.

Here... at the Xia Mansion?

She went back to the Xia Mansion?

Slamming the laptop shut, Ou Jue revved up his sports car and stomped on the accelerator.

—

The car screeched to an abrupt halt in front of the Xia Mansion. Ou Jue pushed open the car door and strode inside with imposing steps.

But the mansion was pitch black, showing no signs of anyone having returned.

His gaze swept around the space as he raised his voice, "Xia Xiyan!"

There was no response.

Yet, that fool’s phone sat on the coffee table in the middle of the living room.

It was completely shut off.

Clutching her phone, Ou Jue felt his breathing quicken.

That fool didn’t even take her phone?

Had she really left this thoroughly?

—

On the other side.

It was already late into the night.

Xiyan sat on the rooftop terrace of a guesthouse, staring blankly at the night sky.

The place was tranquil, like an isolated paradise far removed from the world, with even more stars than in the city.

Someone quietly approached, a faint perfume carried over by the autumn breeze.

Xiyan’s lashes quivered, and she turned to look.

A long-haired girl in a simple dress pointed to the bench beside Xiyan. "May I sit here?"

The peace of the moment was interrupted. Supporting herself, Xiyan sat up straighter. "You may."

"Thank you." The girl replied politely, then took a seat. Glancing at Xiyan, she suddenly giggled, "Wearing sunglasses while stargazing? You must be the first person in history to do that."

Xiyan made an effort to lift the corners of her lips and pushed the sunglasses up onto her head.

She hadn’t wanted to wear them, but as a public figure, traveling freely wasn’t easy.

However, this girl didn’t seem to recognize her...

Taking a sip of her drink, Xiyan asked, "Are you here traveling too?"

"Sort of," Xiyan responded absent-mindedly.

"Me too," the girl smiled faintly, her smile naturally soothing. "I’m a backpacker, and I’ve been traveling alone through many countries."