After her panic attack, Shi Guang finally began to calm down slowly. Sitting at a corner on the sofa, she curled into a ball, thinking about nothing but Yang Sitong and where she might be keeping her sister.
However, Mo Jin was nowhere as calm as she was, pacing around the entire room with a worried expression.
Grandma and little auntie had gone out for the walk, and thus, there were only the two of them at home right now. Mo Jin did not have to hold anything back through her words. "It's already been a day now, and yet there's no news! What should we do? Should we call the cops?"
"Right now, Yang Sitong is a lunatic. If we call the cops, what if she were to really go insane and do something to sister?" Shi Guang held her forehead. "The only thing we can do now is wait."
Mo Jin frowned. "Can we trust the words of that Yang Chifeng? What if he's just lying to you?"
Shi Guang bit down on her lips. "Isn't there still Lu Yanchen?"