The assistant immediately arranged for someone else to check.
Ten minutes later, the assistant said, "She is not at home, nor in Ning Cai's neighborhood. I have also checked hotels in Nanzhou, and there is no record of Zhou Wan staying there."
Qi Zhengqing narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes: "Are you hiding from me?"
"Go find her, even if we have to turn the entire Nanzhou upside down!"
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As night falls, the nightlife in Nanzhou City gradually begins.
Xiao Yang stood outside his own KTV, watching the people coming and going, raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
It's almost nine o'clock, but there is still no customer in the store.
The situation doesn't seem good.
He called Shen Xian: "The situation doesn't seem good, there's no one here."
Shen Xian was telling a story to Qing Qing at home, and just said: "Don't be anxious, the time is not up yet, and many people's nightlife has not started yet."
Xiao Yang himself works in a nightclub, how could he not know this?
But he was anxious.
After Chen Xian hung up the phone, he curled up on the sofa and told Qingqing a story: "Qingqing, let me tell you the story of "The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood". Once upon a time..."
Although Qingqing was only two years old, she was able to understand and grabbed Chen Xian's sleeve with some fear.
Zhou Wan had already taken a shower and was wearing a silk nightgown, but it was a bit conservative, revealing only her white calves.
She was playing with her cell phone, but it was the first time she heard this kind of children's story. She immediately put down her phone, pricked up her ears, and listened carefully.
She was very curious about where Shen Xian heard this children's story from.
Zhou Wan looked at Qingqing's expression again and found that she had never listened so seriously.
"Qingqing, can you please listen to one more song before going to bed?" Chen Xian pinched Qingqing's chubby little face, not disguising the loving look in his eyes at all.
Zhou Wan discovered that Chen Xian really liked children and was really nice to Qingqing.
Her eyes were gentle and the corners of her mouth were unconsciously raised.
Such a life, such a small home, such an atmosphere, is really good.
Chen Xian is really a very healing person.
"This story is called the Story of Pinocchio. Children must not tell lies, otherwise their noses will grow longer, and they will be very ugly." Shen Xian pinched Qingqing's nose.
Qingqing nodded, not quite understanding.
Zhou Wan was also listening attentively. The stories told by Shen Xian were very suitable for children's enlightenment. They were novel and had certain educational significance.
"It's time to go to bed now." Shen Xian said.
Qingqing opened her arms, meaning that she wanted to sleep in Shen Xian's arms.
Zhou Wan came over with a stern face: “Qingqing, it’s late, don’t disturb your Uncle Shen!”
Qingqing, however, held Chen Xian's neck tightly and refused to let go.
Zhou Wan cast an apologetic look at Chen Xian.
Chen Xian smiled and said, "It's okay, leave it to me, you go and rest, and when she falls asleep, you can hold her again."
But Zhou Wan did not leave.
After Qingqing fell asleep, Chen Xian carried her to the master bedroom, covered her with a quilt, and gently kissed her on the face.
"You like children very much." Zhou Wan said.
Shen Xian smiled: "Her eyes are big, bright, and innocent. Her smile is brilliant and can heal me."
Yes, he needs to be healed so badly.
He has always been the one who heals others and is kind to everyone.
But has anyone cured him in these twenty years?
The people who truly treat him well include Xiao Yang and Ning Cai, but neither of them can heal his heart.
Qingqing's appearance seemed to give his broken heart some respite.
"You are very good to Qingqing." Zhou Wan said softly.
Shen Xian said: "My childhood was already miserable, I don't want every child I meet to be the same as me."
When saying this, Zhou Wan keenly noticed the vicissitudes and pain in Shen Xian's eyes.
This was the first time she saw Shen Xian like this.
Her heart ached unconsciously, and at the same time she became deeply curious about Shen Xian's past.
"Aren't you going to rest yet?" Shen Xian asked.
Zhou Wan shook her head and sat back on the sofa: "I always like to sleep late."
Shen Xian said: "Like me, I am good at staying up late and sleeping. Occasionally, I can even stay up all night."
Zhou Wan crossed her legs, and her legs under the silk skirt were as crystal clear as jade.
There was also a faint fragrance from her body in the air, which was very pleasant.
"Do you have any dreams?" Zhou Wan looked at Chen Xian's profile. His profile was really good-looking, with a strong outline, obvious cheek lines, strong facial features, especially the jaw line, which was very clear.
The two chatted like old friends.
Chen Xian said: "Make money, make enough money, and when I achieve financial freedom, I will become an elementary school teacher."
His school experience was very miserable.
When he was five or six years old, as far as he could remember, he lived with an orphan grandfather in a small mountain village. The grandfather was very kind to him and made a living by farming and picking up scraps. Every month when he went to the market, he would bring some candy for Chen Xian.
That was the delicacy in Shen Xian’s memory.
But for some reason, no one in the village seems to like grandpa.
In that era, compulsory education was not yet universal, and it was already very hard for grandpa to support Shen Xian, but he still used all his strength to let Shen Xian go to school.
When I was ten years old, in the fourth grade, my grandfather closed his eyes one autumn night and never woke up again.
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