***
With that thought, he dashed downstairs.
Yali was sitting on the living room sofa with a flirtatious air.
Upon seeing Qiao Chutian, she tried even harder to make her sitting posture more elegant and charming.
Qiao Chutian came before her and directly accused, "Was it you who did it?"
Yali was befuddled, "What did I do? As a neighbor, can't I pay you a visit?"
"Is the plane disappearance related to you?"
Qiao Chutian's dark eyes sharply fixed on her.
"What plane disappearance?"
Yali hadn't looked at any news today and knew nothing about the plane disappearance.
"Yali, I hope it wasn't you!"
Qiao Chutian saw she looked completely bewildered, and it didn't seem feigned.
He turned on the living room TV and pointed to the ongoing news report about the missing plane.
Yali glanced at it and turned back to him with confusion, "What does this plane disappearance have to do with me?"
"Xiaomai is on that plane."
