Yan Haoxiang: "It's possible. Aside from stalkers, nobody else would pull such a disgusting stunt."
Liu Yaowen: "Even if a stalker climbed in from here, what about Huan?"
Zhang Zhenyuan: "I'll go check other rooms to see if Huan is there."
He Junlin: "Brother Ma, the rest of us will go look for Huan. You take pictures of the pried-open window and the ladder and send them to President Fei."
Ma Jiaqi took his phone out of his pocket: "Got it. Xiao He, go call your Brother Ding over in a bit."
He Junlin: "Okay, Xiao Song and I will look around the perimeter of the house."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yaowen immediately refused: "No way, it's too dangerous outside. If there really are stalkers, we haven't seen them, and we don't know where they might be hiding."
Yan Haoxiang chimed in as well: "Right, plus we aren't very familiar with this neighborhood. Yaowen and I will check the perimeter of the house, and you and Xiao Song stay inside with Zhenyuan and help him look."
With that, Yan Haoxiang started walking, and Liu Yaowen immediately followed as the two headed out the door.
Yan Haoxiang: "Let's go straight to the security office and have the guards check the surveillance footage to see if Huan ran outside. If he didn't run outside, we'll search nearby; if he did get out, we're in trouble."
Liu Yaowen: "Let's go."
Song Yaxuan watched them leave and said to He Junlin: "Let's go call Brother Ding first, and then go keep Zhenyuan company while he looks."
The two walked up to Ding Chengxin's room on the third floor.
Song Yaxuan: "Brother Ding, Brother Ding!"
Ding Chengxin had just finished showering and, hearing someone calling, had only put on his pants without his shirt yet. He opened the door: "What is it?"
He Junlin: "Someone pried open the window to Zhenyuan's room. Brother Ma wants you to go find him; he's in Zhenyuan's room. The rest of us are going to look for Huan first."
Hearing this, Ding Chengxin was shocked: "What? Is Huan missing?"
Song Yaxuan: "We don't know yet. He probably got scared and hid somewhere. Yaowen and Haoxiang went outside to look."
Ding Chengxin: "Alright, what about Zhenyuan?"
Song Yaxuan: "Zhenyuan went to look for Huan."
Ding Chengxin grabbed his shirt and phone and stepped out of the door: "Xiao Song, go keep Zhenyuan company. Don't let him go by himself."
Song Yaxuan: "Got it."
Ding Chengxin walked toward Zhang Zhenyuan's room while putting on his shirt.
Meanwhile...
Zhen Zhinian looked at the dog, feeling it looked a bit familiar. After thinking for a moment, she still couldn't remember where she had seen it. "Fine, they've all left. Go back and find your owner, I have to go home and watch my husbands!"
With that, Zhen Zhinian left, rushing home to watch the livestream replay. She had originally expected to finish work early and catch the livestream, but suddenly two customers came in wanting custom cakes made on the spot. Then Li Wenjing (Zhen Zhinian's best friend) drove the car away, and on top of all that, she ran into this mess. It seemed the heavens didn't want her to watch the livestream. Well, she hadn't expected there would still be a livestream replay, hee hee.
Zhen Zhinian muttered to herself, completely oblivious to the dog following right behind her. As she was about to reach the entrance of the residential compound, Zhen Zhinian felt something following her. She turned her head and locked eyes with the dog.
Zhen Zhinian stopped and looked at the dog: "Don't follow me! I'm not your owner, go back and find your owner. Wherever you ran from just now, just follow the scent back. Hurry up and go back. If your owner realizes you're missing, they'll definitely be worried." Disregarding whether the dog could understand her or not, Zhen Zhinian just kept rattling on.
Zhen Zhinian: "Ah! I'm done talking, I'm tired. You can't understand me anyway. The point is, hurry up and go home, I'm going home too, bye-bye!" With that, she walked into the residential compound.
After walking a few steps, Zhen Zhinian thought to herself: "She wouldn't not know how to go back, right? Aren't dogs supposed to have a really keen sense of smell? She should know the way by sniffing the scent, right? Definitely knows. Oh, whatever, I'm not thinking about this anymore."
Elsewhere...
Ding Chengxin walked into Zhang Zhenyuan's room and saw Ma Jiaqi taking pictures of the window. As he approached, he said, "Xiao He said a stalker climbed into Zhenyuan's room through the window? Is Huan missing too?"
Ma Jiaqi looked up at Ding Chengxin: "Yeah, they're looking right now. It's definitely a sasaeng fan. We went out at 8:00 and came back a little after 12:00, and the window was like this. They definitely know our schedule. I just sent a few photos to Li Fei, but he hasn't replied. Use your phone to video call Li Fei; I'm going to take a few more detailed shots. Calling the police will work to our advantage."
Ding Chengxin took out his phone, opened WeChat, and initiated a video call. After a fraction of a second, the screen snapped back to the chat interface. The video call he had just placed showed "No answer."
Ma Jiaqi: "Not answering?"
Ding Chengxin: "Yeah."
Ma Jiaqi: "Keep going. Call until he picks up."