林助理看着男人冷硬的侧脸，咽了口唾沫。这老大爷……是真生气了啊。刚才电话里，少夫人那头声音都弱了半截，当着孩子的面，还能撑着说“我们在逛街”，可这明显是撒谎嘛。

男人走出办公室，电梯一路往下。商场就在楼下，林助理心里跟明镜似的。可老大爷现在跟猫似的，油盐不进，非要查人，这可把助理给愁坏了。

“先生，”林助理忍不住，还是跟上了两步，“要不……还是直接回去看看吧？总这样猜来猜去的，自己心里也不踏实。”

男人脚步没停，语气冷淡得像冰碴子：“我的人找不到她，我自己去。”

“可……先生，您再iangle，少夫人未必……”林助理想说这么大海捞针的，成功率不高，可话到嘴边又咽了回去。老大爷心情不好时候，最烦别人说“未必”“可能”。

电梯门打开，男人走了出去。林助理咬了咬唇，最终还是掏出手机，给另一个心腹打了个电话。“小李啊，帮我盯紧了，少夫人家附近，还有她公司附近，所有出入的车辆都给我注意点儿。”

“哎，没问题，张哥。”电话那头立刻应声。

男人径直走向停车场，脸上没什么表情。只是那双深邃的眼睛，扫过一辆辆车时，带着一种几乎要吃人的冷意。他今天穿得深，黑西装，黑衬衫，连袖口都扣得整整齐齐，偏偏那张脸绷得死死的，一点温度都没有。

Calculating in his heart, he had missed her breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He even missed her glare when she was mad. Now he was going to make it up to her? Impossible. He had no idea what she was doing right now, and calling her just to ask was too weak.

He opened his car door and sat down. The moment he closed his eyes, he felt like he was losing the battle over his life and death. He needed to see her. He needed to know where she was, what she was doing, whether she was okay.