The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Why keep calling at that critical moment?

Because you want to surprise yourself?

Because you felt uneasy at that moment?

Was it the repeated calls, unanswered, that finally led to despair?

What were you doing at that time?

Why didn’t you pick up?

Or, if you did, why did you suddenly lose patience?

His mind was blank, and he couldn’t remember any reason.

Over the years, he hadn’t been like this. She was the one who hung up more often, the one who didn’t pick up calls more often... As for him, he rarely hung up on her, let alone calling dozens of times without an answer.

Is it true that before a tragedy, there’s always something inexplicable happening? Like before an earthquake, there’s always a swarm of frogs and snakes running amok?

If not, how could the words "regret medicine" exist in this world?

But he couldn’t afford to regret.

He was simply scared.

Overnight, he had become haggard.

Just like the vast, dark night sky, suddenly boundless...

Vast misty waters, the vast cosmos, when you’re extremely busy, you always think you’re incredibly great: a financial tycoon, as wealthy as a nation, a stomp of your foot could shake the stock market... Without you, the hero’s feast can no longer commence.

But is it really so?

The Earth lacks everything but it never lacks people.

Just like now, the sensationalized disappearance of one or two hundred passengers. It’s certain that within half a month, people’s enthusiasm for it will greatly decrease. A month later, nobody will bring it up much anymore. Three months later, everyone’s already discovered a new focus.

What’s the big deal about one person’s disappearance?

He just held his heart tightly, not feeling particularly sad, just extremely, extremely scared, as if fate is unpredictable, and you can’t be careless; otherwise, it will sneak up on you hard without warning.

A temporary reception point in C City, crowded with numerous families.

The plane flying from Dun City to here was a connecting flight, but there were dozens of local passengers on it. Families saw the list and went crazy, distant relatives rushed from everywhere, making the place crowded.

"Have they rescued anyone yet?"

"Did the plane disappear or crash?"

"Why is there still no news after all this time?"

"Weren’t we supposed to be arranged to go to South Country? Why is there no news? Who’s in charge? Who’s going to speak up?"

"..."

The families were agitated, initially restrained, but later, when they realized the staff were evasive and couldn’t answer, they got angry.

"What’s your attitude? What efficiency? Dumb pigs, no news at all? What’s the point of calling us here?"

"What? You still don’t know? You don’t even know where it crashed? Don’t you claim to have advanced technology? Such a big plane, do you think it’s a speck of dust? Could it hide anywhere?"

"What are you doing? Such a perfunctory attitude?"

"Get someone who can speak out..."

"Get the person in charge out... Quick... Or we’ll hit you..."

Onlookers were pushing and shoving each other, and Xu Xiaoya also became anxious, shouted, "Didn’t you say you would organize families to go to Dun City? Why are you silent now?"

Immediately someone echoed, "Yes, we demand to go right away..."