The next morning, when Shen Cheng woke up, Shi Yu was already nowhere to be seen.
Last night, he held her tightly and kept telling her not to worry too much, that he would rescue the person.
Although she was not clear why Mo Qingxin had always been hesitant to harm her, it did not mean Mo Qingxin would not dare to do something to her brother.
Rescuing him a day earlier would put her at ease sooner.
She knew Shi Yu's capabilities; it seemed he always managed to accomplish what he promised.
Thus, she slept particularly deep.
Looking out the window, it was already broad daylight.
Shen Cheng propped herself up from the bed, touched the other half of the bed which had already lost its warmth; he must have gone out very early.
After getting up and preparing herself, she went downstairs, somehow feeling a vague unease.
