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Jin Zi Meng was in a state of despair. "I've asked everyone, but no one has seen her. I've even reported it to the police, and they're currently checking various surveillance feeds."
Tong Le pondered for a moment. "I remember the day I left for abroad. Just before boarding the plane, you called me. As soon as I answered, you hung up. Later, you told me you had gone back to your hometown, right?"
Jin Zi Meng nodded. "Yes, that's right." Suddenly, she realized something. "My mom started ignoring my calls from that day on and only replied to my WeChat messages. Could it be that something happened to her from that day?"
Hearing this, Tong Le rubbed his forehead in frustration. "It's been almost two months! You haven't called your mom at all? Just sent WeChat messages?"
Jin Zi Meng felt guilty. "I've been really busy lately, dealing with work and auditioning for roles. I was recently cast in a movie, and I've been focused on preparing for that. I thought she would be fine back home since she was messaging me every day—only recently has she stopped."
Tong Le sighed. "Alright, I'll return to the country tomorrow. Let's meet and talk then. For now, cooperate with the police investigation to find out when you last appeared on surveillance."
The next day, they returned.
Tong Le accompanied Dao Wen back home, where Zhou Ting and Zhou Zishuo were already waiting. As soon as they entered the house, Zhou Zishuo rushed forward, bursting with words. "Sister! Mei and I are going to find Brother! I can definitely bring him back! He can't stay there; he's Chinese! He's my brother! He's our family! Who do those people think they are to take him away? They must have brainwashed him with all this talk about marriage and family; that's not what he wants! He’s being forced to live there! We’ll take the police with us and bring him back!"
Dao Wen lowered her head and retreated to her room, locking the door without saying a word.
Zhou Zishuo twisted the doorknob but it wouldn't budge. He banged on the door and shouted, "I will bring him back! I will make him kneel before you and apologize! He needs to know how much you've sacrificed for this family while he’s been gone—for me, Mei, and Mom and Dad! He can't just forget us because he doesn't remember the past! I will bring him back!"
Tong Le watched as Zhou Zishuo lost control while Zhou Ting remained much calmer.
Zhou Ting poured a glass of warm water for Tong Le and asked, "Sister, are you planning to give up? When you called us yesterday about arranging for me and Zhou Zishuo to go over there, I guessed that you weren't planning to go with us—and it's likely that Brother won't come back."
Tong Le didn’t answer Zhou Ting's question but shifted the topic. "I've already bought tickets for you and Zhou Zishuo. Here’s what I think: You two should go see Zhou Feng first. After understanding the situation, then decide if you want Dad to meet with Zhou Feng. The situation over there is unstable right now with frequent conflicts, so I didn’t want your whole family to go together. But don’t worry; Zong Jin has arranged everything regarding safety. Once you land, there will be security personnel accompanying you to ensure your safety. Zhou Feng has also said he will keep in touch and meet with you."
Tong Le turned to Zhou Zishuo and said, "Dao Wen hasn’t eaten since yesterday; if you really want her to get better quickly, make her a warm meal. Also, don’t mention Zhou Feng around her anymore if you truly hope for her recovery."
After stacking her luggage against the wall, Tong Le called out loudly towards Dao Wen's bedroom door, "I’m heading back now; we’ll keep in touch by phone."
As Tong Le left the community and got into a business car, she opened her phone intending to send Dao Wen a message but noticed a prominent notification icon—Lan Qingqing had posted a new update on social media.
It had been a while since she checked Lan Qingqing's updates. Curiously, she clicked on it only to find a heavily edited selfie.
Tong Le gasped; the person in the photo looked somewhat like Lan Qingqing but also not quite like her. The similarities lay in the general outline of her face and those alluring yet vulnerable eyes; however, what was different was the awkward smile on her lips, an exaggerated European-style nose bridge, swollen eyelids, and narrowed eye corners—all topped off with a forehead that seemed oddly puffed up like a birthday cake.
Tong Le inhaled sharply as she read Lan Qingqing's caption: "There are no ugly women here—only lazy ones!"
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