C81 Sheng Chulu Was Missing

Sheng Chulu didn't come back for the whole night.

In the study, Mo Tingxi was sitting behind a red sandalwood desk. A marker was spinning agilely at the tip of his finger. Mr Loo stood in front of the big red desk. He crossed his hands in front of him and lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Can't find it? What do you mean you can't find it?" Mo Tingxi did not look at Mr Loo