Soon, the house was turned upside down, yet there was still no sign of those two women. Inevitably, Lin Mubai began to grow anxious.

Standing next to him, Han Xiangyang also looked puzzled at this time, "Lin Mubai, what are you looking for?"

With a gloomy look, he glanced at him and said, "My wife said she was coming to your girlfriend’s house tonight, and now they are both missing. Do you know what that means?"

Suddenly, Han Xiayang was stunned, and after a long while, she murmured, "You mean they both disappeared together."

Lin Mubai continued to nod, "And there’s Lan Xinxixi. I just called the Lan Family, and they haven’t returned. The Police Station said your girlfriend suddenly called to take leave this afternoon, and now no one knows where they are."

Upon hearing this, Han Xiayang’s face turned ashen.

The two women plus a pregnant woman dared to go running around; are they out of their minds? The main thing now is to find out where these three have gone and why they are hiding from us.

The two men began to reflect, but no matter how they thought, they couldn’t remember doing anything lately, except being entangled by two women in S City.

Suddenly, a chill ran through Han Xiayang’s heart, "This is bad."

"What’s the matter?" Lin Mubai’s gloomy gaze continued to linger on him.

After the other person recounted the events, Lin Mubai had a feeling that this was probably the case, his face growing more grim, with a clearly annoyed tone: "You idiot, getting yourself tangled up with a woman? Are you out of your mind? Now, what are we supposed to do?"

If it really is like this, he’s likely also being blamed. Since they are good brothers, he could guess that in his wife’s eyes, his status might also be at risk, or else she wouldn’t refuse to call him to ask about it.

By this time, Lin Mubai’s headache deepened, and the more he looked at the person in front of him, the more displeased he became.

The displeasure wasn’t just minor either; Han Xiayang was being glared at to the point of guilt, though he didn’t dare to retort. Given that events currently unfolded this way, if he dared talk back, he might as well offer his life in apology.

His head sunk lower and lower until suddenly he thought of something and continued to dial a certain woman’s number. It was still turned off, and internally he grew more agitated, then he simply sent a text to someone: "I admit I’m wrong, can’t you give me a chance to explain? How can you disappear without a trace? Do you know how anxious I am?"

At this moment, Han Xiayang was clueless about what to do, his mind clouded and muddled, the only thought being where that woman went.

But Lin Mubai still had a shred of composure. He glared coldly at someone, warning sternly: "Calm down. Now is not the time to panic. First, accompany me to the Police Station. I want to ask Ouyang Lei what’s going on and have him help us investigate using his position."

Han Xiayang was practically dragged out of Shen Mengqi’s house.

On the way to the Police Station, the car sped wildly. Halfway there, Lin Mubai had already called Ouyang Lei, asking him to hurry to the Police Station.