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Although filled with confusion, Wei Jiawei instinctively took out his notebook and carefully unfolded the note that Xiao Ying had given him, placing it discreetly in the open notebook, making it appear as if he were asking questions based on the notes.
He then slowly sat down opposite Fan Wei's husband, cleared his throat, and began to ask questions.
Xiao Ying, however, did not sit down. Instead, she paced slowly around the room, scrutinizing her surroundings. She moved deliberately, stopping to examine each item closely, her eyes fixed on them for a while before occasionally reaching out to gently touch or flip them.
Meanwhile, Fan Wei's husband was entirely focused on Wei Jiawei's questions, so no one noticed Xiao Ying's actions.
“How long have you been married to Fan Wei?” Wei Jiawei leaned slightly forward, gazing intently at Fan Wei's husband as he asked earnestly.
“Almost ten years. Next month will be our tenth wedding anniversary.”
Fan Wei's husband's eyes reddened slightly as he spoke, his gaze drifting to a photo of the two of them on the table. In the picture, they were smiling brightly, radiating happiness.
A tender expression unconsciously appeared on his face. “But I never expected— I hope we can find her before then.” He sighed softly, his eyes filled with worry and longing.
Wei Jiawei let out a gentle sigh and continued to inquire, “Do you have any children?”
“Our child is almost five. Fan Wei left for a trip a week ago. I had to go to work alone and couldn’t take care of the child, so I sent them to Fan Wei’s family. Now that this has happened, I can’t bring the child back for the time being. Besides, I don’t dare to tell them what’s going on.” As he spoke, he rubbed his temples with his hand, looking utterly exhausted.
Wei Jiawei nodded thoughtfully. “So your wife has been traveling for a week? Why did you report her missing three days ago? Is it possible she’s still on her trip and just hasn’t returned?”
“Impossible.” Fan Wei's husband suddenly buried his face in his hands, his voice choked with emotion as it came through his fingers. “She said she would be back in a week. She called home every day until three days ago when she suddenly stopped contacting us. I thought maybe she was just busy during her trip and couldn’t call. But every time I tried calling her, it went straight to voicemail. It wasn’t until two days after the agreed return date that I reported her missing.”
He lifted his head, his eyes filled with anxiety and helplessness.
"Did she say where she was going for her trip?"
"She only mentioned wanting to go out for a walk, but didn’t specify a location."
"Does she often leave for trips without being clear about where she's going?" Xiao Ying's voice rang out, clear and bright.
Everyone turned to look at her, and they saw her leaning against the cabinet door, her brow slightly furrowed, appearing deep in thought.
"This is the first time. My wife doesn’t work; she’s definitely a devoted housewife who manages everything at home meticulously. The most she does is go out to buy groceries or pick up the kids; she rarely even steps outside the yard. So it’s a bit strange that she suddenly wants to travel alone," he said, shaking his head helplessly.
Xiao Ying walked back to Wei Jiawei's side, and in her azure eyes, there seemed to be a glimmer of insight, as if she had discovered an important clue. "Let me ask one last question: Does your wife paint? Does she know someone named Qi Fangyu on the sixth floor?"
Fan Wei's husband looked at Xiao Ying with confusion, his eyes full of bewilderment. "She did study painting before, but that was before we got married. After marriage, I haven't heard her mention it. As for the person on the sixth floor, I already said my wife doesn’t go out often, so it’s unlikely she knows anyone."
"Alright, I understand. Thank you for your cooperation," Xiao Ying said, giving Wei Jiawei a knowing glance. They exchanged a few simple farewell words before turning to leave Fan Wei's home.
"What's up? You look like you've made a new discovery?"
As soon as they stepped outside, Wei Jiawei eagerly asked, his eyes fixed on Xiao Ying with curiosity.
Xiao Ying raised an eyebrow, a hint of approval in her gaze. "Not bad; your ability to read between the lines has improved."
Hearing Xiao Ying's words, Wei Jiawei felt a sense of pride, his chest puffing up slightly. "Of course! Do you really think I'm that foolish?"
"Since you're so clever, why don't you take a guess? I'll keep my thoughts to myself for now," Xiao Ying replied with a playful smile that hinted at mischief. With that, she quickly walked towards the elevator, leaving Wei Jiawei standing there, his face filled with confusion, unable to grasp what was happening.
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