Chapter 569: Shen Shichu Goes Missing

Nan Jiaojiao brought the milk tea to his lips.

Meaning to tell him to shut up.

Bo Yanching didn’t drink but, after exiting the elevator, he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her.

It was just a light touch, and he said with a smile, “The milk flavor is quite strong.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him critically, “Not to your taste?”

“I can get used to it.”

Bo Yanching took her milk tea, didn’t bother to wipe the straw, and drank a few sips.

By the time he gave it back to her, Nan Jiaojiao saw only a tiny bit left at the bottom of the cup and rolled her eyes in frustration.

…

The Shen Family had been in chaos for two days.

Shen Shichu had gone missing.

The Shen Family did not dare to make a big fuss.

Jhiang Ling and Shen Shixuan clustered every day among the circles of high-society ladies, indirectly inquiring for news, hoping to learn something from the mouths of the wives.

After all, with Shen Shichu gone, there were subtle disturbances within Shen’s, and if the partners showed any signs of change, it was likely he had really encountered trouble.

As women, they did not dare to search openly.

Father Shen and many of his brothers were keeping an eye on the company, keeping the news tightly under wraps, trying to delay as long as possible.

Ye Shiqing had a rare two days without being hassled.

But she didn’t feel relieved.

She also searched for Shen Shichu, using every connection she could think of, yet without any leads.

She had been out since morning and hadn’t eaten anything.

Just as she reached her front door, a sudden spasm in her stomach forced her to sit down on the bench, pain gripping her.

Shen’s villa was right behind her, she glanced inside, gritted her teeth, her eyes turning bloodshot.

Even if she went in, no one would take care of her; they would rather find her a nuisance.

“What are you doing sitting here?”

Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded.

Ye Shiqing was startled, then looked up.

Dizziness caused her to squint, but she quickly made out the man’s face.

“Brother Chu, you…

you’re back?”

Shen Shichu was in a suit, which was not neatly worn.

The suit buttons and cufflinks were undone, his tie was loosened and held in his hand, and the top buttons of his dress shirt were undone as well.

Ye Shiqing’s face changed, immediately conjuring up some unsavory images, until Shen Shichu sat down beside her.

There was no scent of perfume on him, only the smell of alcohol.

“Waiting for me?”

Ye Shiqing bit her lip, “The family has been looking for you these last two days.”

Shen Shichu took out his cellphone, pressed it a few times, it didn’t light up.

He couldn’t remember when it had run out of battery.

“It’s off.

I’ve been meeting with some clients these past two days, had some drinks, then slept in a hotel, forgot to contact home.”

Ye Shiqing gazed at him.

It had been a long time since they had sat together like this, with no scolding, no arguments, and without the disdain in his eyes that used to be there.

He must be tired, dark circles under his eyes, his face showing exhaustion.

Shen Shichu has always been spirited, impeccable in his youthful, talented appearance in public, and even more restrained when it came to drinking, never allowing himself to lose sobriety to be exploited by others.

This was the first time she saw him in such a disheveled state.

“Looking for me?” Shen Shichu looked back for a moment, then looked up, his beard unshaven.

Ye Shiqing’s eyes welled up with tears, and she suddenly wrapped her arms around him.

“Brother Chu, I was really worried about you.

I looked everywhere I could, even the places we used to love to go.

You weren’t there.

I was so anxious, I was afraid…”

Shen Shichu was taken aback, smelling the familiar fragrance on the woman’s body.

Her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were wrinkled; she probably hadn’t changed them for a day or two.

“Did you go alone?”

“Yes,” Ye Shiqing nodded vigorously, her chin resting in the hollow of his shoulder, her tears starting to flow uncontrollably.