"Uncle Leng!" Shen Yizhou grabbed his arm, "You can’t go!"

"Uncle Leng, let Qin Lan go." Huangfu Ruo hurried over, supporting Leng Lin, "Now that Zimo and Xiao Qian are not on the ship, Luo Jun absolutely cannot get into trouble. Qin Lan, go quickly!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Lan also rushed out of the door.

Shen Yizhou followed Qin Lan into the corridor, "Tong Ya, you guys keep an eye on Wanwan and Uncle Leng, lock the door, and don’t go out until you see us come back!"

"Qin Lan, Yizhou..." Leng Lin called out anxiously to the two.

"Uncle Leng, just let them go!" Huangfu Ruo and Tong Ya together helped Leng Lin onto the sofa, "Xu Xia, quickly lock the door!"

Xu Xia pushed Mo Bei back inside the door and turned to lock it.

By this time, Huangfu Ruo had already helped Leng Lin sit on the sofa, gently comforting him, while Tong Ya walked to the window, carefully closing and locking all of them.

"Xiao Bei, I know you’re worried about Jiao Yang, but right now, a distant water source won’t quench a nearby thirst. As you heard earlier, Zimo has already gone to the United Kingdom, with him there, Jiao Yang will definitely be fine..."

"Yes, Xiao Bei, we should contact Zimo now and inform him of Jiao Yang’s situation. Even if you rush to the United Kingdom now, it would take more than ten hours, and you wouldn’t really be able to help him." Tong Ya came over, gently advising.

"Right, let’s call Zimo!" Xu Xia quickly took out her phone from her bag and dialed Leng Zimo’s number.

The phone was turned off.

"How is it?" Mo Bei immediately asked anxiously as Xu Xia lowered her phone.

"Turned off..."

"They must still be on the plane." Leng Lin said in a low voice.

"Yes, they must be on the plane, we’ll contact Zimo as soon as he lands. Right... I’ll send him a text message now, what did Jiao Yang say just now?"

"He said... he’s in an old factory, then the call ended, the phone probably ran out of battery..."

"Okay, I’ll send it to Leng Zimo right away." Xu Xia hurriedly composed the text message.

"Mom, will Mo Mo be okay?" Qin Wanwan walked over with furrowed brows and asked Huangfu Ruo, looking up at her.

Huangfu Ruo bent down to pick up the little one, "Wanwan, don’t worry, Mo Mo will be fine, definitely won’t be."

Mo Bei couldn’t calm her heart, she knew Leng Zimo would go to rescue Jiao Yang, but thinking of him facing that dreadful Luo Ke alone in an unknown place.

Her heart felt as if it were gripped by a hand full of thorns, pressing and stinging, and as if her whole body were being roasted over a fire, her anxiety nearly unbearable.

No, she couldn’t just stay here doing nothing!

That man, to save her, would risk life and death, how could she knowingly leave him in danger and foolishly wait here?

Looking around at everyone in the room, Mo Bei suddenly turned, standing at the door, flung it open, and dashed outside.

"Xiao Bei!"

Xu Xia finished sending the message, clutching her phone, rushed over.

Mo Bei had already strode across to her own door opposite, "Xu Xia, I want to be alone for a while, quickly lock the door, don’t mind me!"

"But..."

Mo Bei frowned at her, "Can you let me be alone for a while?!"

"Alright then, lock the door and don’t wander around," Xu Xia urgently instructed.

"Got it." Mo Bei dashed inside and slammed the door shut, locking it.