"What? Make it clear!" Ye Cheng slammed on the brake and pulled Benz 500 to the roadside. His face changed as if he had thought of something. His voice was cold.

"Zihan is this morning's six o'clock plane, I went to the airport specially to wait for her. I didn't find Zihan one after another. At that time, I had a bad idea. I just couldn't get through the phone at the beginning. I thought Zihan had not started because the plane had to shut down, but when all the passengers got off the plane, there was still no sign of Zihan. Now it is far from the plane landing....