"Damn, the great designer can't have suddenly died, right!" Ai Le exclaimed in terror.
They had all kindly reminded Heh Yiwei that such a frenzied work ethic wasn't good and advised him to balance work and rest.
However, the great designer never listened, just buried himself in work, making Gu Xiaoer, the boss, both love and hate him.
"Lele, don't say that. Maybe Yiwei had something on his mind."
Everyone's design work came to a halt temporarily, and they searched all the places Heh Yiwei might have gone without finding him. Less than twenty-four hours had passed since his disappearance, so they couldn't yet call for assistance from the authorities.
Everyone could only sit in the office, waiting anxiously.
"Recently, he didn't seem to have anything going on, and his condition appeared fine. How could he suddenly disappear?" Ai Le recalled Heh Yiwei's recent behavior.
