The moment they reached the front desk of the apartment lobby, Zhao Yiming marched straight to the security post with Su Meilin trailing behind, her face pale with worry.
"Did Lady Jin Yuexin leave earlier?" Zhao asked, voice sharp.
The security guard—an older man with sleepy eyes—sat up straight at the sudden questioning. "Ah… yes, she did. About thirty minutes ago."
"With who?" Meilin's voice cracked.
"Some man… middle-aged, well-dressed. Said he was her father's friend. He carried Aunty Liu on his back, she is sick. Said she had a heart condition and they were heading to Huayan General Hospital."
'Damn, it must be Jinhe! But aunty Liu is sick and he also here? That's suspicious!' he thought, his mind scrambling about what actually happened.
Zhao Yiming's eyes darkened. "And you just let them go?"
"Well yes! It is an emergency! How can we stop them?" The guard raised his hands.
Su Meilin didn't hesitate. "Let's go."
