Qin Yirou went to the market for some fresh produce every Friday during this hour because her son and daughter were dismissed from schools on Fridays and the three younger children, Yun Zhu, Duan Li, and Duan Ya were around too.
Ge Junjian would come back every Friday as well, so Qin Yirou would make her trip to the market that very day after picking up the young kids and dropping them home in the afternoon.
As for Yun Yi to come home from Di Yi Senior High School, he would have to pass by the market that Qin Yirou frequented each week. He had bought a bicycle not too long ago and would certainly go through the market on his way home because it was the shortest route. Hence, Yun Yi was always cycling through the market.
Longmen City had plenty of markets but the one that Qin Yirou always went to was also the one Yun Yi would have to pass by. It was because that market had everything Qin Yirou needed and more importantly, she did not have to spend more than 10 minutes to farther markets for her shopping to carry her haul all the way back home.
Moreover, Yun Yi would cycle to the market after school each Friday to help Qin Yirou bring back what she bought.
When said young man did not see his mother in the market today, he was slightly surprised, so he hurried home to check, assuming that Qin Yirou was already home.
“Mom isn’t at the market?” Yun Jian’s brows were locked in a frown the moment she heard Yun Yi say that he had just come home from the market but did not see Qin Yirou.
“Mn.” Yun Yi looked equally appalled.
“I’ll go ask Lan Su.” Yun Jian turned to head upstairs again.
Dong Ruan’s villa was very spacious, housing a number of rooms on the second floor. Ya Dang, Mo Sen, and Lan Su all had a room of their own.
Lan Su had initially stayed in the suite that Yun Jian had arranged for her, but after Ya Dang got injured and thinking that she was indebted to him for it, she moved from the suite to take care of him here.
Right now, it was needless to say that Lan Su was in Ya Dang’s room.
Reality proved the guess right—Lan Su was indeed in Ya Dang’s room.
“Fetch the towel and wipe me clean now, woman!” Yun Jian could hear Ya Dang’s holler just as she stepped onto the corridor.
Standing on the second floor’s corridor and looking toward the source of the voice, Ya Dang’s room was brightly lit. Yun Jian did not mull over the fact that she was hearing him before seeing him and went to his door swiftly.
What greeted her sight, however, was Ya Dang having just washed his feet after Lan Su fetched him a basin of water to clean them and was currently lifting his feet to ask Lan Su to wipe them.
“You...” Lan Su was about to say something in retort when she espied Yun Jian who was standing at the door. “Yun Jian?”
“Has my mom really gone to the market?” Not in the mood to find out what was happening between Lan Su and Ya Dang, Yun Jian asked straight to the point.
“Mn.” Lan Su gave an affirmative nod after she recalled in silence.
“It’s the market she usually goes to. Aunty told me herself and said that she’d be back in a while.” Lan Su relayed as much as possible of what Qin Yirou had said to Yun Jian.
It was then she paused in alarm and asked Yun Jian, “What’s wrong, Yun Jian? Did something happen?”
“My mom isn’t at the market and she isn’t home either,” Yun Jian told Lan Su briefly with a frown before turning away to run downstairs.
“Any update, Xiao Jian?” Yun Yi asked in a similar frown when he saw Yun Jian jogging downstairs.
“Mom did go to the market but she didn’t come back,” Yun Jian answered as she grabbed her jacket on the chair to head out.
“Xiao Jian, I’ll go with you.” Yun Yi was anxious but he made leave for Yun Jian.
“Ge, stay here. Call me if mom comes home,” Yun Jian said, already slipping on the jacket and running out of the door.
