Qin Zhaoran wasn't joking, he said bluntly, "Why would she leave home for no reason?"
Fu Nancheng took a deep drag on his cigarette, briefly explaining the situation. When he mentioned her leaving a note, his face was clouded over.
Upon hearing this, Yan Jiu chuckled, "You said she scattered your clothes all over the floor?"
"Yeah."
Yan Jiu stroked his chin, "Did you do something to upset her?"
Fu Nancheng frowned, he hadn't considered this possibility.
"Generally speaking, if a woman plans to leave, she tends to leave the house tidy. It's unusual for someone like Qiao Mo to scatter your things everywhere."
Yan Jiu's words made Fu Nancheng contemplate seriously.
He remembered the morning she left; they even had breakfast together. Nothing seemed amiss.
Afterwards, he dropped her off at school, and they discussed what to have for dinner, planning for him to pick her up in the evening.
Other than that, nothing special happened.
