"What on earth are you talking about? How can someone who was just fine disappear like this?" Mr. Cheng and her were not on the same wavelength at all, and he only said, "Perhaps Feifei went out for an early morning run!"
"When have you ever seen Feifei get up early, not to mention going for a morning run!" Madam Zhao's voice was sharp, piercing deep into Mr. Cheng's eardrums.
She couldn't care less about anything else and desperately urged him, "Hurry! Go to the fountain on Central Street, maybe Feifei is there! Quick! Go find her!"
If they went now, perhaps no one would have discovered her tragic state.
Otherwise, her life would truly be over!
Completely over!
"Central Street? It's a half-hour drive from our house. What would she go there for so early in the morning?" Mr. Cheng frowned deeply, utterly puzzled.
"Can't you stop asking and just go!" Madam Zhao screamed with a piercing despair.
