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Chapter 954 - 690 Later Us

Chapter 954: 690 Later Us

"What exactly happened?"

The next day, as soon as Jiang Chen arrived at Tianci Capital, Luo Peng appeared, seemingly having been waiting for him.

"I contacted some friends who might know Ai Qian, but everyone said they couldn’t get in touch with her."

He had felt something was off last night, and after getting everyone’s feedback, that feeling intensified.

Jiang Chen wasn’t someone to act without basis.

Having remained unobtrusive for so long, suddenly making such a fuss to find Ai Qian definitely meant something was up.

"Tell me the truth."

Faced with Luo Peng’s piercing, almost scrutinizing gaze, Jiang Chen nonchalantly patted his shoulder, "Thanks for the effort, but I’ve thought of other ways. You don’t need to busy yourself further."

Ai Qian was no longer in Sha City.

Where she had gone, no one knew.

In the vast sea of people, finding someone could seem as futile as finding a needle in the ocean, but for some, it wasn’t a difficult task.

After all, we live in an age of incredibly advanced information technology, not a time when a letter had to be carried over mountains and rivers; clothing, food, shelter, and transportation are essential activities in human life, and wherever these activities occur, traces will inevitably be left.

Even without the involvement of official agencies, sometimes an offhand remark made during a casual conversation, when opening various mobile apps, automatically pushes relevant content—many apps even know what you want or where you want to go better than you do.

Like Liu Yiming’s Xingkong.

More than just a short video app.

It’s like invisible threads weaving a vast web by connecting a massive number of users together.

Everyone’s life trajectories are clearly visible under this web.

"Jiang Chen, that’s not very noble of you, are we still brothers?"

"Of course."

"Since we are, shouldn’t there be the honesty and trust that come with brotherhood?"

Jiang Chen remained silent.

Luo Peng’s brow furrowed sharply.

Jokes aside.

He understood Jiang Chen’s character.

He would go to great lengths for his friends.

Otherwise, he would probably obediently be back home by now, following his father’s plans, not living a free and proud life like he was now.

Since he remained silent, there must be something difficult to express.

"Has Ai Qian disappeared?"

Luo Peng’s active mind began working involuntarily, conjuring a reasonable imagination as he asked quietly, "She hasn’t been kidnapped, has she?"

Drawing from the information he had gathered, he could at least make one deduction.

Ai Qian was currently "out of contact."

"No."

Jiang Chen was sparing with words.

"Jiang Chen, if there really is something wrong, don’t hide it from me. After all, we are classmates."

Luo Peng spoke earnestly.

"You’ve never liked her much, have you."

"That used to be true."

Luo Peng didn’t deny it, "But then I thought about it, who hasn’t made mistakes? When I was a kid, my dad smashed my game console. I almost fought him, even considered running away from home. Thinking about it now, how foolish was that?"

"Everyone comes into this world for the first time; right and wrong are figured out slowly step by step. Thinking about what she did before, I still want to chide her, but the person I want to chide is the old her."

Luo Peng spoke softly, "Scientific research shows that the metabolic cycle of human body cells is seven years, meaning that every seven years, every cell in your body is completely replaced. In this sense, the you from seven years ago and the you now are actually two different people."

"Don’t worry, she’s not in trouble, nor has she been kidnapped."

Luo Peng smiled, "You just won’t tell me exactly what happened, right?"

"I’ll tell you after a while."

Such a typical evasive response.

Seeing that he was so tight-lipped, Luo Peng realized that more questions would be fruitless, so he didn’t waste more words.

"Don’t forget, Li Shuru’s mother is still in East Sea, you better not let the elders find out."

Luo Peng’s well-meaning was, of course, superfluous.

Jiang Chen did not explain that the other party already knew, just smiled noncommittally.

"Ding Dong."

A message tone sounded.

Jiang Chen took out his phone.

"That girl is now in Chang’an."

Ai Qian was located.

Thanks to the advancements of the era.

It’s hard for ordinary people to maintain privacy.

"Found her."

Jiang Chen put down his phone.

"Are you talking about Ai Qian?"

"She’s now in Chang’an."

"What’s she doing in Chang’an? Doesn’t she work in East Sea and why has she cut off contact with everyone?"

Luo Peng asked perplexed.

Chang’an.

Almost the city designated as the capital the most times throughout Shenzhou’s history.

Now it is also a renowned city for cultural tourism, holding an irreplaceable position in the lengthy historical continuum.

"Maybe she wants to change the scenery, find a place where no one knows her, and no one she knows, to start over?"

It wasn’t unreasonable speculation; in fact, Luo Peng’s guess was quite logical.

"I need to take some time off."

Jiang Chen stated succinctly.

"Where are you going this time?"

Luo Peng asked subconsciously, then realized and widened his eyes slightly, "Are you going to find Ai Qian?"

Jiang Chen didn’t respond, "I’ll leave the company in your hands."

One had to admit, he had a detached way of being a boss, perhaps already accustomed to it, speaking then heading for the door.

Luo Peng chuckled and shouted, "When will you be back?"

Jiang Chen didn’t respond, perhaps he hadn’t heard, pulled open the door, and walked out of the office.