He looked up and the sky was filled with dark clouds, it seemed like a heavy rain was imminent.
That's how summer is, rain comes without warning.
Su Junhao grew even more anxious; it was about to rain and he still hadn't found her.
A thought suddenly crossed his mind, perhaps she hadn't left yet, maybe she decided it would be better to leave tomorrow instead, so she went back?
He quickly dialed Sister Ying's phone number, her phone was constantly busy, obviously complaining to his mother.
Then he called the landline at home in haste, and Sister Ying finally answered.
"Hello, young master, have you found Miss Jian yet? Madame said if you don't find Miss Jian tonight, you're not allowed to come back to sleep."
Su Junhao hadn't spoken yet when Sister Ying started rambling on.
Su Junhao frowned, "Sister Ying, you're meddling too much."
