"Song Jade has been found," Zhou Xian suddenly called Jun Mochan.
Song Jade was abducted from her home; the only one capable of such a deed, other than Jun Mochan, was unimaginable to anyone.
Jun Mochan lifted his eyes and looked outside, where in the basement there was no other light apart from the electric lamps.
Only by looking up could one see the light from a small window above, just like in his life—Ye Ranran was that brightest beam of light.
No matter what, he couldn't let her disappear.
With this thought firmly in mind, Jun Mochan walked out.
By the time he arrived at the office, Song Jade was already waiting.
She was impolitely flipping through the documents on Jun Mochan's desk. Luckily, he never left important documents out carelessly; those on the desk were merely J.C.'s business introductions.
"What kind of wind has blown Brother Song over here today?" Jun Mochan closed the door.
