Chapter 1111 She’s Gone?!

Seeing her excitement, Song Yinyin smiled and obediently followed her into the car.

The car drove away from the villa while Lu Jihan was still asleep.

The sisters-in-law first went to the Imperial City Grand Hotel for breakfast.

That hotel is the oldest in Imperial City, and Yan Xue is accustomed to the food there; whenever dining out, she usually goes there.

And the breakfast at that place is indeed well-known.

When Song Yinyin was very young, her grandfather also took her there, but since growing up and returning to the country, this was her first time having breakfast at that place.

Therefore, when she heard they were going there for breakfast, she was quite interested.

...

At the same time, as if telepathically connected, no sooner had Song Yinyin left with Yan Xue than Lu Jihan woke up.

He habitually tightened his arms, wanting to hold Song Yinyin close.

But when he did so, he found his arms empty.

Suddenly, his slightly sleepy mind instantly became clear.

Lu Jihan raised his handsome brows, his amber eyes suddenly opened wide, sharp light bursting forth, piercing to the extreme.

Touching the side of the bed, which was cold and empty, indicated that Song Yinyin had been up for a while.

He immediately sat up in alarm and shouted towards the bathroom: "Yinyin? Yinyin!"

The bathroom was empty as well, with no response, proving she wasn’t there.

Without any reason, Lu Jihan panicked, hurriedly put on a jacket, and got up to walk to the balcony.

Looking out, still unable to see her, he couldn’t help but become more anxious.

Where did she go so early in the morning, especially when she’s pregnant?

Was she walking in the courtyard, or downstairs preparing breakfast, or perhaps had she taken Dabai to school?

Early in the morning, Lu Jihan grew more anxious at not seeing her and called out, "Yinyin? Yinyin!"

But the large house only echoed his voice, without any response from Song Yinyin.

He looked everywhere inside and out, but still could not find a trace of Song Yinyin.

He didn’t even bother putting on shoes, hastily running downstairs barefoot.

He quickly descended the stairs, walked into the garden, his bare feet on the grass feeling no pain, intent on seeing his beloved wife...

Lu Jihan’s sharp eyes scanned the entire garden but still couldn’t see that familiar figure.

In his urgency, Lu Jihan instinctively pulled out his phone and dialed Song Yinyin’s number immediately.

However, the phone rang for a long time, but Song Yinyin did not pick up.

Lu Jihan furrowed his brows tightly, his face growing tense.

As if realizing something, he quickly returned upstairs to the room, and as expected, saw Song Yinyin’s phone quietly lying on the bedside table.

Damn it, she didn’t take her phone again!

He had told her, she should have her phone with her at all times!

If she had to go out, she should bring bodyguards and inform him!

This careless woman—he’ll have to teach her a lesson later!

He ran downstairs once more, looked around, but still couldn’t see Song Yinyin, becoming more certain that Song Yinyin had gone out!

Perhaps from leaving in too much of a hurry, that familiar ache in Lu Jihan’s chest attacked him once more.

But this time, it felt sharper than the stabbing pain he felt last night; he let out a muffled sound, instinctively clutched his chest, and knelt down on one knee.

"Young Master? Jinhan Young Master?! What’s wrong with you?"

The housekeeper happened to walk out of the other courtyard and was startled by Lu Jihan’s painful and twisted expression.

He hurried over to support Lu Jihan, panicking as well: "Young Master, are you okay?"