1106: Are You Giving Up? (1)

Are You Giving Up? (1)

City A, the Han residence.0

Han Qiqing held her phone in one hand and rummaged through her room.

"I remember keeping my passport here in this drawer, but why is it missing? Xiaoxiao, what do I do? I really can't find my passport! What do I do?" Han Qiqing's anxiety was written all over her face, and she looked like she wished she could turn her entire room upside down to search.

There were other domestic helpers in her room helping her to look for her passport, but none of them could find it.

"Boohoo, okay, come over to my house first then. We'll go together after I've found my passport. Yeah."

Han Qiqing hung up and threw her phone onto the bed, continuing to search for the passport which had somehow grown legs and run off.

The domestic helpers looked at each other, but didn't dare to stop their actions, searching the same place repeatedly.

It wasn't long before Mu Xiaoxiao and the rest arrived at the Han residence.

Han Qiqing sat on the carpet tearfully. She hung her head, crestfallen, looking as though she were about to cry.

The butler walked up to her and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I've already asked all the helpers to look for it. It might be in another room. We'll find it in no time."

Han Qiqing got up from the carpet and shook her head. She didn't know why, but she had the feeling that she wouldn't be able to find it.

Perhaps the Heaven's did not want her to go to America.

If not, why would her passport, which had always been in the drawer, be missing?

It was not Han Qiqing's first going overseas and she had never encountered such a situation before.

She walked past the butler and walked downstairs.

In the living room below, Mu Xiaoxiao and Yin Shaojie were sitting on the sofa. Upon seeing that Qiqing was now downstairs, Mu Xiaoxiao stood up and walked over to greet her.

"Qiqing, did you find your passport?"

However, one look at Han Qiqing's expression told her the answer.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at her a little worried, and comforted her by saying, "Qiqing, don't be anxious. Look for it again. You didn't bring it anywhere, so it must still be at home."

Han Qiqing held her head and howled in anguish, "But I can't find it. I've already searched every corner of my room. What can't be found can't be found."

She looked at the clock on the wall reflexively.

There were still two hours before the flight, but they were already supposed to be at the airport by now.

The other domestic helpers stood by them and looked apologetically at Han Qiqing. "Sorry Miss, we couldn't find your passport either."

Han Qiqing hugged Mu Xiaoxiao dejectedly.

"Xiaoxiao, maybe the Heavens don't want me to go to America. I think I'm not going anymore."

Mu Xiaoxiao's heart ached for her as she hugged her and patted her on the back.

"It's okay. It's like that sometimes. The more anxious you are to find something, the harder it is to find it. It'll appear when you're not anxious about looking for it. How about this: We'll head over to America first and you can join us when you've found your passport."

"That's the only thing to be done now. But…" Han Qiqing sighed heavily once more. "I think I probably won't be able to find my passport. I don't think I'll be going to America."

Just then, Song Shijun arrived.

"Qiqing, what the heck are you doing? Did you hide your passport on purpose? How can you not locate it?" Song Shijun walked into the room.

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