The receptionist didn’t dare to linger and walked out imdiately.
Xi Mohan directly approached the middle-aged uncle who had already stood up upon seeing him enter, looking sowhat panic-stricken. Unlocking his phone to Ning Wan’s photo in her school uniform, he directly handed it to the man, his voice deep and indiscernible of any particular emotion, calmly asked, "Have you seen this woman?"
The middle-aged uncle glanced at the photo on the phone, imdiately nodded, and said, "Yes... yes, she stayed at my inn for two days last week. I only called because I saw the missing person notice you posted online."
Xi Mohan’s lips were tightly pursed, his eyes deep and inscrutable, yet still carrying that indistinctly gloomy expression.
The middle-aged uncle continued to explain, "Although my inn hosts many guests every day, I rember her distinctly because she was quite beautiful. However, she looked sick that day, very pale, and coughed from ti to ti. My wife felt pity for her and wanted to take her to the hospital, but she declined my wife’s kindness and didn’t go. Instead, she bought a cup of instant noodles for dinner... Seeing her alone, my wife couldn’t bear it and went to the pharmacy to get her so dicine... On the third day when it was ti to check out, she didn’t co down, so we went up and found her fainted in the room, burning up with a high fever..."
Because of nervousness, the explanation from the owner was a bit chaotic, but they generally understood what he ant.
"Fever and fainted?" The man mulled over these words, his expression growing even darker.
The middle-aged uncle, perhaps intimidated by Xi Mohan’s imposing deanor, took a step back, his voice wavering slightly, "Yes... yes..."
The secretary behind was so shocked that she covered her mouth, montarily unable to imagine what Ning Wan had encountered. The owner had also described to her the things related to Ning Wan: a suitcase, wearing cheap clothes bought off the street, her face pale as if she was sick.
Moreover, this owner was just a small inn owner, like those around a train station where a night’s stay only costs a couple of dozen yuan.
The secretary found it hard to imagine what kind of life Ning Wan was leading, because according to the owner, she would change places to stay every few days.
"Why didn’t you send her to the hospital?" Xi Mohan’s face was terribly grim, his emotions seed sowhat suppressed, his voice hoarse, and his jaw tightly clenched.
The inn owner, startled by the chilling aura emanating from Xi Mohan, almost stumbled as his legs gave way, hurriedly responded, "At that ti, we also wanted... wanted to take her to the hospital. But even though the girl was unconscious, she was still aware. She kept saying that she couldn’t go to the hospital, and her emotional state seed very off... We were afraid of causing trouble and... didn’t take her to the hospital..."
The secretary, standing right behind her boss, noticed Xi Mohan’s hands clenched into fists at his sides, his phone nearly deforming from the grip. A bold thought struck her mind.
Previously, when Xi Mohan instructed them to search for Second Lady Ning, they didn’t know the exact situation but had sent people out searching. However, for the past month, Second Lady Ning seed to have vanished into thin air, untraceable, and several tis when she reported back to Xi Mohan, she noticed his complexion grew darker each ti.
The president’s current expression seed as if he harbored feelings for Second Lady Ning...
This thought instantly erged in the secretary’s mind at that very mont, causing her expression to change dramatically, almost in disbelief.
Hadn’t it always been said, both inside and outside the company and even within their circles, that their boss disliked Second Lady Ning and was fond of the elder Miss Ning of Ning Family?
Even many people, including everyone from top to bottom in their company, were quite envious of their boss’s romantic relationship with the elder Miss Ning, as they had been together for many years. It was widely rumored that the president’s feelings for the elder Miss Ning were very devoted, compared to none but her.
It was generally accepted that the elder Miss Ning would be their future president’s wife, and so had even secretly referred to her as Mrs. President.
—This Chapter four thousand.
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