"An'an, An'an."

Jun Mohan closed his eyes and kept calling An Xiaoxiao's name. Seeing him like this, Gu Chengxuan frowned, his eyes full of pain.

It's been a day and night, and An Xiaoxiao doesn't know about it now, so he dare not think about it.

Jun Mohan opened his eyes, and when he saw Gu Chengxuan, he asked directly, "An'an, where is he?"

"Amo, you still have a fever, me."

"An'an, where are you?"

After hearing these words, Gu Chengxuan fell silent, Jun Mohan's face became very ugly, he was able to squeeze out a handful of water gloomyly, and quickly got off the bed.

"Cold place."

Standing outside the door, Leng Si, who was waiting for Jun Mohan to wake up at any time, walked in and said respectfully, "Young Master."

"Where's Madame?"

Leng Si raised his heart, and finally said it out.

"I have already sent someone to search for the place where my wife fell into the water, and I will definitely find it."

"How long?"

"one day."

Jun Mohan shook his body when he heard Leng Si's words, "Tell everyone, as long as they can find Madam, they will give him half of the shares of the Empire Group."

"Young Master."

Leng Si's eyes were full of disbelief, half of the shares of the Empire Group were worth at least several billion, Jun Shao said without blinking his eyes.

Jun Mo glanced at him coldly, Leng Si immediately lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "I'm going now."

Only Jun Mohan and Gu Chengxuan were left in the room.

"Amo, Xiaoxiao will be fine."

"Ah."

Looking at An Xiaoxiao's smile in the phone photo, Jun Mohan's eyes were red, and he could vaguely see a trace of tears. Thinking of Yun Wanqing, the culprit, he whispered bone-destroying hatred.

"What about that woman?"

"Not long after you jumped down, she followed suit."

Thinking of Yun Wanqing's crazy feelings, Gu Chengxuan frowned into the word "Chuan", as if the words that day were still echoing in his ears.

"Jun Mohan, even if you die, I will still pester you."

Jun Mohan narrowed his eyes slightly, with an invisible coldness exuding from his body, and said in a low voice, "Yun Wanqing, in life I want to see people, in death I want to see corpses, I can't let An An be in any more danger."

"Well, I will pay attention to this matter, what matters now is your body."

"Can't die."

After saying this, Jun Mohan went downstairs, sat in the hall, and kept looking in the direction of the door. It seemed that An An would come back by himself.

Seeing him like this, Gu Chengxuan's eyes flickered, and he sat down silently, accompanying him.

Time passed by, but there was still no news of An Xiaoxiao, Jun Mohan's face became paler and paler, and he touched the position of the wedding ring with his fingers.

Jun Mohan has never been a superstitious person, but now he can't do anything except pray.

"Brother, this is the soup I asked the kitchen to make for you, take a sip."

Jun Mingyan placed the bowl in front of Jun Mohan's eyes, with a worried expression on his face.

Jun Mohan was unmoved, his eyes were fixed on the temperance on his fingers, seeing him like this, Jun Mingyan's eyes were full of jealousy, An Xiaoxiao, you are dead, and it makes people feel uneasy.

"Amo."

"I want to be alone for a while."

Gu Chengxuan, Jun Mingyan left here, Jun Mohan closed his eyes, with tears in the corners of his eyes, suddenly stood up, and left here.

City F, settle down.

Sitting in the living room, Fan Guodong felt annoyed when he thought that something he had been waiting for for decades would disappear in a blink of an eye.

"An Xiaoxiao won't die sooner or later, but if she dies now, she'll be mad at me."

"Who said Xiaoxiao died, it's impossible."

Mei Qing said loudly, feeling very complicated, Fan Guodong looked at her with a half-smile, "If you fall into the sea, it's no wonder you don't die."

"An Xiaoxiao's death is of no benefit to us. What we need to do now is to find her. Otherwise, we will have nothing."

"If you want to find it, you can find it yourself."

After Fan Guodong finished speaking, he stood up, and when he was about to leave, Mei Qing's words came from behind.

"I can look for it, but when the time comes, you will have nothing. You should think about it yourself."

Hearing this sentence, Fan Guodong hesitated for a while, An Xiaoxiao should not die because of Jun Mohan, so he turned around and looked at Mei Qing flatteringly.

"I was just talking casually just now, don't worry, I will be found by others."

"it is good."

Mei Qing leaned against Fan Guodong's arms, her eyes were full of gloomy light, now it's been a day, and I don't know if there is any news about her from Jun Mohan?
Jun Mohan parked his car at the place where Yun Wanqing used to live, feeling a little lucky in his heart, maybe she was the one who kidnapped her.

The moment he kicked open the door, the inside was empty, and the hope in Jun Mohan's eyes faded, and he searched one by one. It really was his extravagant hope, and An'an was not here.

After leaving here, Jun Mohan came to the seaside, looking at the endless sea, the resentment, helplessness, and panic in his heart were fully expressed.

"An'an, where are you, where are you, stop making trouble, you can do whatever you want, as long as you come back."

With a heart-piercing cry, Jun Mohan tightly clenched the hands hanging on both sides of his body, his deep eyes were full of pain, and he sat helplessly on the beach alone.

Room 1618 of the Royal Hotel.

Qiao Yinuo looked at An Xiaoxiao who was still in a coma, his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were full of worry.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"Your wife just has a fever caused by a cold, and she will be fine after tonight."

After the doctor finished speaking, his eyes stopped on the veiled woman on the bed, and asked in a low voice, "Sir, what is your wife's face?"

"It has nothing to do with you, you just need to cure her cold."

The doctor was shocked by Qiao Yinuo's cold words, put down the medicine, explained everything, and left here.

"Xiaoxiao, how long are you going to sleep?"

With his slender fingers, he lifted the veil from An Xiaoxiao's face. Seeing the hideous scars on his cheeks from being soaked in sea water, his body was stunned, his eyes filled with distress.

I'm afraid this injury will still leave a scar after it is healed.

Qiao Yinuo sighed inwardly, now there are Jun Mohan's people outside, all looking for news about An Xiaoxiao, but no one would have guessed that he hid Xiaoxiao in this place.

The door opened, and a thin man came over, looked at Qiao Yinuo and said, "Young Master Qiao."

"How's it going outside?"

"Jun Mohan said that if anyone finds his wife, he will give him half of the shares of the Imperial Group."

"Unexpectedly, this Jun Mohan is quite generous."

Qiao Yinuo said with a smile, the coldness in his eyes stunned the man beside him for a moment, and he said hastily, "Young Master Qiao, why don't we go abroad, it's safer than here."

"Wait."

Looking at An Xiaoxiao who was unconscious, Qiao Yinuo said in a low voice, and firmly held her hand.

Xiaoxiao, if this kind of thing didn't happen that day, I would definitely watch you happy from a distance, but God sent you here, no matter what happens in the future, I will seize this opportunity well.

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