Boss, she's acting as a good girl again

Chapter 2 Qin Qian's Uncle, Qin Chan
The rain was getting heavier, and thick cumulonimbus clouds hung over the coastal city, dark and heavy.

On the main road, a Maybach is driving.

Assistant Qin Han sat in the co-pilot seat and reported: "Master Qin, this is all the current information."

"Seven years ago, in the huge abduction case in Nancheng, all the boys were sent to Devil's Bay abroad, and most of them were successfully rescued by the army."

"Girls were scattered and sent to remote mountainous areas. Only nine victims have been found over the years."

"Miss Ning Miao disappeared in this abduction case, and no trace has been found so far. Not long ago, Ning Tiande entrusted her relationship to cancel Miss Ning Miao's household registration and change her status to death."

In recent years, the domestic crackdown on trafficking crimes in Kyushu has become more and more stringent, and the number of trafficking incidents has become less and less. However, no matter when, the possibility of abducted children being found is very small.

In the back seat of the Maybach, a man with a calm temperament raised his hand, signaling his assistant Qin Han to stop talking.

Qin Chan looked at the pouring night rain outside the car window, recalling the absurd but real dream last night.

In his dream, he would fall in love with this girl named Ning Miao in the future, but he didn't keep her, let her leave without saying goodbye, and never heard from her again.When he died, the girl appeared in front of his grave again and placed a bouquet of flowers.

Incredible.

How could he fall in love with a girl eight years younger than him?

This little girl was also engaged to his cousin, a generation behind.

He comforted himself that it was just a dream, a reorganization of information fragments in reality, and a normal physiological activity.

What's more, the sea of ​​people is vast, and she has been missing for many years, so the possibility of meeting her is extremely slim.

"Stop investigating, don't pay attention to Ning Miao anymore." Qin Chan ordered lightly without looking back.

"Yes, Lord Qin."

As soon as Qin Han finished speaking, Qin Chan suddenly stopped looking.

On the street ahead, a lonely girl walked in the heavy rain with downcast eyebrows and her hands in her pockets. The thin summer jacket couldn't hold up to the majestic torrential rain. The long legs flowed down.

The already slender figure seemed to be even more fragile in the rain.

Qin Chan's reaction was quicker than his brain, and he ordered in a deep voice without thinking: "Stop."

It was only after he said it that he realized this erratic behavior.

And Qin Han, who was sitting in the co-driver, followed his gaze and looked over: "..."

Fantastic.

They just mentioned Ning Miao, and this little girl who had been missing for many years appeared.

roadside.

Ning Miao lowered her head and listened carefully to the voice of the report in the headset.

"...Well, send me her detailed resume."

In the shadow covered by the brim of the hat, the girl's pink lips raised a treacherous smile without warmth, which was somewhat bloodthirsty and cold.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of vehicles driving, and casually turned her eyes to the Maybach that slowed down and parked on the side of the road, but when she caught a glimpse of the license plate number, she was slightly taken aback.

The cold murderous look in her eyes dissipated in an instant as if it were just an illusion, but instead she was a little surprised. She still had that well-behaved and gentle appearance, and even took off the headset by straightening her hat.

When he raised his head again, Qin Chan's figure came into sight.

The man was wearing a formal and expensive black shirt. He was tall and straight, with slender legs wrapped under trousers. He was very young, but he had accumulated some mature experience, like a noble person who walked out of an ancient painting.

The hand holding the umbrella has faint blue veins on the back of the hand, and a string of simple agarwood beads are wrapped around the wrist.

In the wind and rain, his brow bones were sharp, his long eyes were deep, and his black hair brushed lightly.

Ning Miao suddenly raised her pink lips and smiled sweetly, her clear eyes sparkled with joy.

　Qin Chan (chán)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)