The wealthy family hides their marriage, and the chaebol boss spoils the petite wife

"Even if the White Shark Coast is turned over, I will find Qianqian." Jun Yancheng's eyes were stained by the night and he said with indifference and determination in his voice.

Jian Jingjing nodded, broke up with him and left.

……

After blood comparison and DNA verification, Jian Jingjing's colleagues in the forensic department concluded that the blood found at the scene of the car explosion was indeed shallow.

As for the number that sent text messages to Junxuan City, it was sent by a space card without any registration information.

The seaside house where the video was shot was also intentionally burned down.

Jian Jingjing took the whole team to investigate the accident, but found nothing, not a single clue.

As for Junzhu City, he almost turned over the entire White Shark Coast and the nearby waters, but he still didn't find Yu Qianqian's shadow.

It was as if she had evaporated from the world.

After several months of investigation by the police force, there is still no clue, and this case has become an unsolved case.

No matter what, Junxuan City refused to give up.

The last time Yu Qianqian fell off the cliff, she was still rescued.

He believed that she would be safe and sound this time.

But in fact, the entire search took more than a year and a huge amount of money, but Yu Qianqian was never found.

According to the situation at the time, she should have been stabbed first and then thrown into the sea.

In this case, it should be impossible to survive anyway.

After more than a year, under Jun Muxian's repeated persuasion, Jun Yucheng finally gave up the job of looking for Yu Qianqian.

During this year, he tried his best to find out the murderer, but with his second young master Jun's superb skills, he couldn't find anything.

He only vaguely knew that the whole thing was related to a mysterious woman.

But everything about the mysterious woman, is a mystery.

……

Before I knew it, half a year had passed.

Tomorrow is the second anniversary of Yu Qianqian's disappearance.

Jun Yancheng was half lying on the sofa, feeling empty, lonely and cold in his heart.

That woman had left him for two years without knowing it.

This year, he is 31 years old.

If she is still alive, she should also be 27 years old.

The crazy yearning made his temples have a few gray hairs.

Huo Chujun said that this is too old and affects his national male god temperament, let him deal with it.

He ruthlessly refused.

Even if he is still in full bloom, Yu Qianqian will never see him again.

Even if he is a male god, it is only hers.

Closing his eyes, thinking of her flowery smile, and thinking of everything about the two of them getting married when they first met, a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

In the corner of his eyes, there were clear tears streaming down.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

He was immersed in nostalgia for Qianqian, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

At this time, his phone rang.

He picked it up lazily, and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"

Chun Nuannuan's voice came over, she pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Yucheng, I want to ask you to have dinner with me tomorrow, do you have time? Don't refuse me and Shaoqian, Xiao Huahua wants to see her godfather."

Xiaohuahua is the name of Chunnuannuan's daughter.

When Yu Qianqian disappeared, Chun Nuannuan was just a few months pregnant.

Now her daughter, Xiao Huahua, is a toddler.

Every year for the past two years, on the day when Yu Qianqian disappeared, Chun Nuannuan would ask Jun Yancheng to have a meal together, lest he would be alone in his wild thoughts.

"You mean, I must not refuse?" Jun Yancheng's tone sounded calm.

It's just pain, only the heart knows.

"It must not be refused!" After Chun Nuannuan became a mother, her temper still did not restrain, but became even hotter.

"No problem, just send me the time and place." Jun Yancheng said peacefully, and hung up the phone.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost time for class, and it was time for him to go to class.

In the past two years, Jun Muxian's spirit was very good, he returned Tianyu International to his father, and rarely took care of Tianyu's affairs.

As for overseas business, with Huo Chujun watching, he was never worried.

He obtained the qualifications of a professor and became a university professor.

Even the family moved to DY.

He and Yu Qianqian have lived here for a long time, and only when he is here is the time when he feels the most peaceful.

He used to teach undergraduate classes, but now he has switched to teaching postgraduate classes, and the class schedule is not so intensive.

He picked up the book, stood up and opened the door and walked out.

He walked tall and straight on the campus, and everywhere he passed was the peeping and screaming of the students.

He is handsome, rich and infatuated, and for female students, he is simply a myth that cannot be more perfect.

Walking into the classroom, he glanced at the students calmly, and said slowly: "Let's start class."

The female students all cupped their faces and looked at him fascinated.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." He responded with a magnetic voice.

The dean came in and said to him respectfully, "Mr. Jun, a student has been transferred to this class today."

"Really?" Jun Yancheng replied lightly.

"Yes, I hope you don't mind." The dean said flatteringly.

"It doesn't matter." Jun Yancheng's eyes were full of peace.

He is always like this, gentle and elegant, exuding a bookish atmosphere all over his body.

However, he almost never smiles, his eyes are cold and desolate.

The more this is the case, the more the female students are adored and obsessed with him, almost falling in love with him.

"Okay, the new classmate is Nan Yingying. Come in and introduce yourself to Mr. Jun and the classmates." The dean waved to the door, and saw a man wearing a white T-shirt, blue trousers, A girl carrying a simple and bright bag walked in.

After she came in, she turned her back to Junyu City, and first introduced herself to the students below: "My name is Nan Yingying, I was originally studying abroad, but I just returned to China this year, and I came to DY to join the second year of graduate school. I hope everyone will take care of me. "

She looks 24 or [-] years old, her skin is very white, as white as transparent, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she looks generous, neither humble nor overbearing.

Her hair is very long, parted in the middle, and falls gracefully on her shoulders. Her pair of moving eyes seem to be full of affection, and the water is shimmering, very moving.

She looks beautiful.

The male student sitting below couldn't help cheering.

You know, girls who are generally graduate students are not trim and have little time to dress themselves up.

Relatively speaking, it is not particularly beautiful.

Seeing such a beautiful girl suddenly made them all excited.

They applauded quickly, and some even jumped up and shouted: "Welcome beautiful new classmate."

Nan Yingying smiled, turned around, bowed to Jun Yancheng and said, "Hello, Professor."

After speaking, she raised her head.

Jun Yucheng's eyes fell on her face inadvertently, and then she was stunned.