In this way, Fu Siming suddenly understood the matter of the substitute.

Thinking of Fu Siming, she thought, "He must be frantic with worry right now..."

Fu Siming was indeed sad, but he had no time to grieve; the investigation of the clues kept him up all night.

Haiyan was brightly lit, and the Fu and Fu families gathered together.

Wu Mu had just started to recover when this happened.

She fainted from crying in the mall. When Fu Quan arrived, she was deathly pale.

They took the person back and instructed the servants to keep a close watch on him before rushing to Haiyan.

Even Yuan Zhao and Ye Si arrived.

When Fu Siming entered, he was still carrying the gift box he had taken out that afternoon.

Everyone looked at him expectantly, but he remained silent.

Everyone remained silent.

A few wrinkles, unusual for Jiang Man, appeared on her delicate face as she frowned...

Fu Quan suddenly had several more white hairs on his head.

"Si Ming..."

He shook his head.

Jiang Man, who is usually the most restless one, has now quieted down.

Everyone was panicked and uneasy.

How could such a living person suddenly disappear?

Is Song Xingyao still alive?

No one dared to ask this question, no one dared to bring it up.

Fu Siming poked his brow with his finger, trying to wipe away some of the soreness and discomfort.

"You guys go back first... I'll let you know if anything happens."

Then he left everyone in the room and went back to his own room.

She was still holding the box that Song Xingyao had taken out that afternoon.

As Qi's mother watched his retreating figure, she secretly wiped away her tears.