Chapter 313 Lost and Found

Wei Chi's grip on Mu Lin's arm tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning bluish-white from the force, and even his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"impossible."

Mu Lin was in pain from his grip, but dared not pull away. He could only grit his teeth and nod, "Second Master, the news has already reported that Beijing Airlines flight CA**** lost signal two hours after takeoff. The search and rescue team is now rushing to the area where the loss of contact occurred..."

"Nonsense."

Wei Chi suddenly let go, staggered back two steps, and crashed into the white wall behind him.

The next second, he almost frantically took out his phone and dialed that familiar number.

The number was dialed, and a mechanical, sweet voice came through the receiver, "Hello, the number you dialed is currently switched off..."

Suddenly, Wei Chizheng's vision went black. He forced himself to calm down, but he couldn't stop the trembling in his fingertips.

"Get the car ready! Head to Beijing Airlines headquarters immediately!"

His face was grim, and he staggered but walked towards the door with unusual urgency. "Also, contact the best search and rescue team. Even if we have to turn the entire sea upside down, we must find her, no matter... whether she is alive or dead."

Mu Lin hurriedly followed, asking anxiously, "Second Master, what about the old master...?"

Wei Chizheng paused, but in an instant, his gaze became even more determined. "Send someone to keep an eye on things, and notify me immediately if anything happens."

At this moment, he should have stayed by Wei Huaibo's side, but for Wei Chizheng, Xie Nanzhi was far more important than him.

When faced with a choice between the two, Wei Chizheng didn't even need to think much.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Chizheng's cell phone rang in his pocket.

It was Tie Tou's phone call.

Wei Chizheng answered the phone as he walked, saying, "Go ahead."

Tie Tou reported, "Second Master, Steward Zhou has agreed."

Wei Chizheng's expression was grave, and his steps became increasingly hurried. "Yes, I understand. You can handle Pei Jingchuan's situation."

Tie Tou replied, "Yes."

Wei Chizheng went to the airline immediately. The news of the plane crash was true, and search and rescue work was underway.

However, everyone knows in their hearts that plane crashes usually mean certain death, with almost no chance of survival.

As Wei Chizheng emerged from the airline office, his tall frame swayed suddenly, but fortunately Mu Lin caught him quickly.

Before Mu Lin could speak, Wei Chizheng spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Lin was terrified. "Second Master!"

Wei Chizheng frowned deeply, his pale face devoid of any color. He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead bulging, while the blood at the corner of his mouth resembled a bewitching flower.

After a two-second pause, Wei Chi straightened up. "Prepare the helicopter. I need to go to the area where the crash occurred."

Mu Lin grew anxious. "Second Master, the sea area is so vast, you won't be of any use there. Given your current condition, you should go to the hospital."

Wei Chizheng's face darkened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Mu Lin, is this your first day with me?"

No, it isn't.

Mu Lin understood Wei Chizheng's meaning and could only sigh, "Alright, I'll go prepare now."

Just then, Wei Chizheng's phone rang again in his pocket. Without even looking at it, he grabbed it haphazardly and said, "Speak."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, but a woman's soft voice came through quickly, "How is the old man?"

That sound?

Wei Chizheng subconsciously looked at the nickname, and almost instantly, his eyes lit up.

There was also a faint, crystalline light.

Wei Chizheng choked up and could barely speak until the other person tentatively asked, "Wei Chizheng, are you alright?"

It's her.

That's right.

It's not a hallucination.

Wei Chizheng's heavy expression finally eased. "Wife, where are you?"

...

Twenty minutes later, Wei Chizheng returned to their apartment on time.

Xie Nanzhi, dressed in her home clothes, stood anxiously waiting by the window.

Hearing the door open, she turned around and, before she could react, was already in a large embrace.

It was very tight, airtight, and trembling slightly.

Xie Nanzhi thought that Wei Huaibo must be in a very bad situation to show such a vulnerable side.

Xie Nanzhi couldn't bear to push him away, so she gave him an even warmer hug instead. "Wei Chizheng, you still have me. No matter what happens in the future, I will always be with you."

Wei Chizheng didn't speak, but tightened his grip on his arm.

The joy of regaining what was lost was like a tidal wave, overwhelming him completely.

After a long while, Wei Chizheng slowly released her, but he had to hold her hand, as if afraid that the person in front of him would fly away.

Wei Chizheng stared at her intently, unwilling to blink, making Xie Nanzhi feel extremely uncomfortable.

She thought for a moment, "Are you hungry? Shall I cook you some noodles?"

Wei Chizheng shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the screen.

Xie Nanzhi began to wonder if there was something on her face. She blinked and asked, "Is there something dirty on my face?"

Wei Chizheng shook his head again.

Xie Nanzhi would never do that.

After a few seconds, Wei Chizheng spoke softly, "Wife, you're still alive, that's wonderful."

Xie Nanzhi, "Hmm?"

What's the meaning……

Afterwards, Wei Chizheng told her about the plane crash.

Listening to his story, looking at his expression, and feeling his emotions, even though it was a misunderstanding, Xie Nanzhi's heart clenched suddenly, as if it had been gripped tightly by something soft, and even her breathing slowed down.

She looked at the deep, unyielding red in Wei Chizheng's eyes, and the lingering fear hidden deep in his pupils—a vulnerability Xie Nanzhi had never seen before.

Xie Nanzhi reached out to touch the corners of his reddened eyes, and the next second, Wei Chizheng reached out again and hugged her tightly.

The force was so great that it felt like he wanted to knead her into his very bones, yet he carefully pulled back when he touched her back, afraid of hurting her.

Wei Chizheng's voice was hoarse, yet tinged with a secret joy at having regained what he had lost, "Nanzhi, God has been kind to me, hasn't He?"

Earlier, Xie Nanzhi arrived at the airport and was about to board the plane. But the thought of Wei Chizheng's look when he left made her uneasy.

In the end, she still got off the plane.

However, Xie Nanzhi didn't disturb him and went home first. That way, no matter what happened, she could be by Wei Chizheng's side immediately.

As for why Wei Chizheng couldn't get through on the phone, it was because Xie Nanzhi didn't know her phone was out of battery, which led to this misunderstanding.

If Wei Chi hadn't fought back, Xie Nanzhi wouldn't have known that the flight she was on had an accident.

Xie Nanzhi's nose tingled, and she raised her hand to hug his waist, responding to his hidden vulnerability, "Yes, I am also very fortunate to have God's mercy. Wei Chizheng, it's so good that I'm still alive."

It wasn't that she was afraid of death, but Xie Nanzhi was afraid that if something really happened to her, Wei Chizheng would be unable to think straight and follow her in death.

Ultimately, it was out of fear that he would be sad or in pain.