Walking up to the bedroom, Mr. Jie hesitated for a moment, and didn't go in. Instead, he headed to the baby room first.
He glanced at his son who was still sleeping.
"Mr. Jie."
The maternity matron was inside with the young master. Seeing his imposing figure, she hastily stood up.
Hanjie didn't say a word, but walked over and stood beside the crib, staring at Tingye's little face that strongly resembled his own.
After a long while, he bent down and gently kissed the soft little cheek.
Then, he turned and entered the bedroom.
There was no warm welcome as he had imagined.
Hanjie's enchanting eyes narrowed as he surveyed the room, but he couldn't find even a trace of Qin Youxuan.
Where had she gone?
The butler said she hadn't come down from upstairs for several hours. She wasn't in the bedroom or the baby room.
Hanjie's eyes flickered as he unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt while heading to the study.
