"Mr. Ye, there’s nothing more we can do. Miss Xia Qingqian disappeared in the accident on our flight, but we really can’t find her. All we can do is ask you to accept our condolences." The airport director stood beside Ye Feng, sighing lightly after watching the entire footage with him.

"There are two missing persons, has the other male been found?" Ye Feng shifted his gaze from the screen to another television, which was just reporting the list of missing people.

"Mr. Ye, the other missing person has indeed been found. As for Miss Xia Qingqian, we deeply apologize. These are things beyond our control." The airport director replied to Ye Feng’s inquiry.

"It’s alright, you can go for now. I’ll take another look at the other CCTV footage here. Thank you." Ye Feng smiled politely at the director, who sighed deeply and turned to leave.

This accident caused so many casualties, and a mere consolation could not make everything seem as though it never happened.

Yet the accident did happen, and another person is still missing—someone from Beitang Group. This is indeed significant; losing someone from Beitang Group at their airline means they bear the responsibility, as Beitang Group is not a company anyone can afford to offend.

Ye Feng was determined to make one last attempt. He reviewed the entire rescue process again, searching for answers among the victims. Suddenly, he spotted a familiar silhouette. He tapped a staff member on the shoulder and said, "Enlarge that grid image."

The staff member at the computer clicked on the grid Ye Feng pointed to—it was of a deceased individual, face scarred and disfigured by glass, making it impossible to discern the features.

"Retrieve all information on this person." Ye Feng felt a shudder as he looked at the destroyed face, fearing it was exactly what he suspected. No! It absolutely couldn’t be. As the person searched the details, Ye Feng secretly hoped the outcome was not what he feared.

He hoped it was merely a coincidence, that there were countless similar clothes in the world, not only belonging to Xia Qingqian. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Yet the style of the dress was rarely worn by anyone else. It was custom-made by a famous European designer for Xia Qingqian, at the Young Master’s request. It was this realization that made Ye Feng’s body start trembling; if it truly were Xia Qingqian, how would he explain it to the Young Master?

The Young Master was highly anxious about Xia Qingqian. Upon hearing of the airplane accident, he immediately flew out on his private plane, accompanied by his personal search team. They conducted searches three times continually, while the resolute yet desolate figure of the Young Master also boarded the plane, searching for Xia Qingqian’s remains.

Yet the records for the deceased showed another woman, not Xia Qingqian.

Where exactly could Xia Qingqian have gone? Why was her clothing on the deceased person? These questions could only be answered during the three-minute blackout.

Just as Ye Feng was lost in thought, someone knocked on the door: "Mr. Ye, please come outside for a moment."

Ye Feng went out, looking at the man in uniform, appearing to be an airport patrol officer, and asked, "What do you need me for?"

"A woman claiming to be Miss Xia Qingqian wishes to see you." The patrol officer looked at Ye Feng and said plainly, then led Ye Feng to the lounge.