As soon as he heard those words, Mo Chuxi tossed aside the book in his hand and stood up nervously, his handsome face taut with tension.
He raised his eyes to scan the surroundings, only to discover that those two little kids had somehow slipped out of his sight!
"What do you mean by 'something's wrong'? Speak clearly!"
"I... I don't know exactly what happened. It was the little miss who suddenly shouted on the beach, and that's when I noticed something was off!"
The beach?
Those two little ones ran off to play on the beach?
Mo Chuxi's heart raced, a feeling of guilt surging up simultaneously.
Reading books—what could possibly be more important than those two precious treasures?
As their father, how could he fail to keep a proper eye on them? What kind of father was he!
Mo Chuxi hurriedly followed Wan, the young maid, and briskly exited the estate's gates, rushing towards the beach.
At the same time, a stretched luxury car slowly pulled up outside the estate's gates.
