Lou Yuming returned home and found the house dark, without lights.
He thought Song Xi had gone to bed, so he subconsciously quietened his footsteps.
But to his surprise, when he reached the bedroom, it was empty. Song Xi wasn't home at all!
He figured she might have gone out to buy something and intended to wait, but he was too impatient today. So, he directly called Song Xi. To his shock, a man answered after several attempts!
"Hello?"
Lu Chenyu called out again, but there was still no response from the other end. Just as he was about to hang up, a deep, low male voice suddenly spoke, filled with a chilling interrogation.
"Where is she?"
His tone was too harsh. Lu Chenyu, looking at Song Xi on stage, told him the truth: "Song Xi is a bit busy right now. Is there something you need?"
Hearing this, Lou Yuming's jawline tightened. He was silent for two seconds before giving an order: "Ten minutes. Have Song Xi call me back!"
The other party then hung up. Lu Chenyu listened to the busy signal and frowned, wondering how Song Xi knew such a rude person.
"Bang!"
Lou Yuming angrily crumpled his jacket into a ball and threw it onto the sofa. He didn't turn on the lights and sat on the sofa, rolling up his sleeves.
A flicker of firelight danced in the darkness. He took a deep breath, his chiseled features cast in a layer of frost. He called Dai Ze.
"Where is Song Xi?"
He got straight to the point, his icy tone transmitted through the phone, making Dai Ze shiver.
"Isn't she resting?"
Lou Yuming's eyes churned with the impending storm. He flicked the ash from his cigarette and sneered, "Are you asking me?"
Dai Ze's heart skipped a beat. "I'll go check immediately!"
Lou Yuming gave him half a cigarette's time. After finishing it, he dropped the butt at his feet and stomped it out fiercely. Dai Ze's call arrived as promised.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lou. My phone had a problem earlier, and Song Xi called but I didn't get through. She's gone to G City to fill in for a variety show! Here are some photos from the scene!"
Lou Yuming opened the photos, and the frost on his face receded slightly.
But his voice remained cold, exuding an invisible pressure: "Dai Ze, you don't even know your artist's whereabouts. What's the point of me entrusting Song Xi to you?"
Dai Ze had a vague feeling that Lou Yuming was a bit off tonight, more chilling than his usual authority. So, he quickly said, "Mr. Lou, don't worry, it won't happen again. I'll book a flight to G City right away!"
After hanging up, Lou Yuming turned on the lights in the room.
The festive New Year decorations suddenly looked incredibly desolate. The created liveliness and joy seemed false.
His throat tightened, his knuckles gripping the cigarette turning white. He tilted his head back, inhaling the smoke, cruelly concealing the deep crimson in his eyes.
At the recording site.
Although Lu Chenyu found the man impolite, he still felt he should tell Song Xi. However, unexpectedly, a producer friend suddenly needed his urgent attention, so he had to leave first.
Before leaving, he specifically instructed the staff to have Song Xi call him back. But to his surprise, two hours later, when the recording ended, the staff had completely forgotten about it.
When Song Xi came out after removing her makeup, she saw Dai Ze standing not far away, her bag already in his hands.
With so many staff members present, Dai Ze tried his best to maintain a smile on his face.
After escorting Song Xi into the car and driving away, he immediately changed his demeanor, scolding Song Xi for not informing him!
Song Xi, scrolling through her phone, said aggrievedly, "I called you, but you didn't answer."
"Then why didn't you leave me a WeChat message!"
"...Forgot."
Song Xi opened WeChat and found that a whole day had passed, and Lou Yuming hadn't contacted her!
For some reason, a little disappointment welled up in her heart.
She snorted, thinking that his so-called confession was just a whim, and he didn't care about her at all!
Unexpectedly, Dai Ze's next sentence suddenly said, "Quick, call Mr. Lou, he's worried sick!"