Ding Qingle rushed in, followed closely by Pei Zhao.
Ding Qingle was completely stunned when she saw the empty bed.
Before ending the call, Mingyao was clearly brought to this room.
Ding Qingle tried to call Mingyao, but the signal was weak. After a few seconds, a buzzing sound came from under the bed.
Pei Zhao quickly picked up his phone and saw that the missed call was indeed from Ming Yao's phone.
"What do we do now?"
They didn't even know how to find it.
Pei Zhao clenched his fist, "We'll search even if we can't find it!"
Just as Ding Qingle and Pei Zhao were about to leave, they heard hurried footsteps in the corridor.
The next second, more than a dozen reporters, with cameras and microphones, completely blocked the entrance to the room.
The reporter's sudden arrival caught Ding Qingle and Pei Zhao off guard.
The flash of the camera swept across Ding Qingle's face, and she snapped out of her daze, glaring angrily at the reporters.
"Get out of here!"
The reporter, not caring about anything else, shoved the microphone to her mouth: "What's your relationship with President Pei?"
"You two are in the same room, you must be a couple!"
The reporters' questions were as annoying as buzzing flies, and Ding Qingle was giving them a headache from all the noise.
Pei Zhao stepped forward, shielding Ding Qingle behind him: "I'm warning you, get out of here right now!"
"If you dare to stop us again, you're going against the Pei family!"
Pei Zhao roared and, ignoring the reporters' stares, pulled Ding Qingle out of the encirclement.
The reporters kept taking pictures of the two people's backs until they took the elevator downstairs, at which point they finally stopped.
"What do we do now?"
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