Wang Hai slept until noon. He reached across the bed with his eyes still closed, but his hand came up empty.
He opened his eyes. The room was empty.
"Honey—"
Wang Hai's voice was terribly hoarse. He hadn't slept much last night.
"Honey."
He called out again. When there was no response, he sat up.
He grabbed a bathrobe, threw it on, and went into the bathroom. It was also empty.
He called the front desk. The receptionist knew him because of his connection to He Lang.
"Did you see my wife leave?"
The receptionist replied, "I did. She left a little after seven this morning."
"That early?"
"Yes."
Wang Hai hung up the phone. He stood stunned for a moment, then quickly threw on his clothes. He left the hotel and rushed home.
When he got home, he saw that Meng Ye wasn't there.
Then he suddenly felt something was wrong. Wang Hai took a closer look and realized many things were missing from the house.
