Chapter 1113: 1113

While thinking about Rong Mo, his eyes fixed ahead . Big Mountain walked in with hurried footsteps and he had a poor complexion .

“Mr . Shang…” Shang Mo was eating so he didn’t look at Big Mountain’s face . Thus, he didn’t notice Big Mountain’s pale and terrified face, as well as the fear and panic in his eyes .

His voice quivered a little .

Shang Mo asked with indifference, “What is it?”

“This afternoon, there was an accident on Beihai Avenue and two cars fell into the sea . Mr . Rong was in one of the cars… there’s been no trace of him since then…”

Shang Mo felt his heart choke, and he paused while reaching for his vegetables .

A moment later, he put down his chopsticks and coldly stared at Big Mountain . “Nonsense . ”

“Where is Rong Mo now?” Shang Mo was unwilling to believe it, but a hint of shock and uneasiness could be seen in his eyes .

Big Mountain stayed silent, not saying the words: ‘He couldn’t be found . ’

‘Couldn’t be found,’ such simple words, yet they were like sharp needles piercing Shang Mo’s eardrums .

Shang Mo clenched his fist . “No, nothing happened to him!”

After saying so, his lips curled into a smile .

Big Mountain felt that the smile Mr . Shang had was more terrifying than him crying . His voice was more hoarse and scary .

The bodyguard too hoped that Mr . Rong’s accident wasn’t real, but he had been alone in the sea since this afternoon… there was no way he could still be alive .

When the swimming champion was rescued, she herself was on the brink of death .

Shang Mo’s expression turned cold, and fear spread through his heart . He kept repeating to himself, ‘It’s not possible, it’s fake, it must be fake…’

Just last night… that was real, that couldn’t have been a dream . No way .

He stood up, intending to uncover the truth, but the headache caused by his hangover still lingered . His sudden action made his blood surge upwards, and he staggered, nearly falling over .

Big Mountain was startled . He quickly stepped forward to support Shang Mo . “Mr . Shang . ”

Shang Mo shrugged off Big Mountain’s hand . He wouldn’t believe Big Mountain’s words . Even if Rong Mo fell into the sea, nothing would happen to him .

But there was an undeniable truth in his heart—Rong Mo only knew how to flail a bit in the water . He didn’t know how to swim .

Shang Mo stood near the sea, his black windbreaker billowing in the sea breeze .

Snow fell heavily from the sky . The pure white snowflakes danced in the wind and dyed the endless sea in white .

The fluttering snowflakes fell on him, dampening his hair . The coldness crept into his blood through his skin, and his body felt numb . Even so, he stayed still, standing there void of expression on his face .

He let the snowflakes continue to assault him with his eyes filled only with desolate coldness .

After a long time, he took a deep breath that chilled him to the bone . He then stiffly walked towards the sea .

Seeing Shang Mo’s expressionless face and soulless eyes, Big Mountain felt a wave of unease as they got closer and closer to the sea .

The snowflakes continued to flutter and fall, but they couldn’t hide his solitary figure . It made everything look so quiet and desolate .

“Mr . Shang?” Big Mountain stepped forward, following behind Shang Mo .

Shang Mo stopped in his tracks, looking at the wrecked railing as a result of the accident . He furrowed his brows, and the scene of him sitting in this car and falling kept replaying in his mind .

The Rong Mo in this scene was pale, panicked, and extremely distressed .

There was another dull ache in his chest .