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Because thinking about going back to Paris, it may be difficult to eat such an authentic Chinese food, so Wen Ye asked Aleb to order a table of domestic dishes unique to domestic restaurants.

When the waiter pushed in the dining car to bring in the food, Aleb came in with a scalding cream. He glanced at the back of Wen's hand, pursed his lips, and whispered, "Miss Wen, you can apply some Ointment. "

Wen Zheng looked at the ointment resting on her hand and looked up at him.

Aleb explained, "I just met Mr. Li when I came here in the morning, and he said your hand was burned."

Wen Yan didn't speak, picked up the ointment and squeezed it out, spreading it with his fingers on the wounded area, and said lightly, "You can book a ticket for me later."

Aleb was slightly surprised. "Are you going back to Paris?"

Wen Zheng looked at his hand, then changed his attention, "Go to Lancheng, early in the morning."

"Lancheng?"

"Ok."

Aleb didn't ask any more, nodded, and retreated quietly.

When Wen Yan picked up the chopsticks and started to eat slowly, she remembered in vain ... The man did not do anything last night. Of course, he had been running to get her pregnant. It was impossible for him to do anything, and everything was done. She's inside.

She wanted Aleb to buy contraceptives, and then remembered that when she returned to Paris, her mother-in-law would inevitably question him. Although she knew it was not a big deal, she still called the hotel customer service according to the extension and gave a tip for the service. I bought an emergency contraceptive near me and gave it to her.

Half an hour after meal, she took the medicine, blew her hair on the balcony, and when she returned to the living room, she saw the mobile phone on the coffee table shaking, and she walked over and gave a glance--

Li Ru.

She narrowed her eyes and interrupted the phone by thinking about it.

Then, the call came in again.

She sneered, then picked up the phone and pulled the man's number directly.

[Mo Shiqian said, when you are pregnant, he releases Qian Rui. 】

This sentence emerged in her mind, and her fingers holding the mobile phone turned white because the joints were too hard, and she didn't understand what was in the heads of the two brothers.

Does Mo Shiqian think she can calm him with a child?

Or did Mo Shichen feel ... that she would let him conceive his child?

Really more naive than one.

........

The next day, the airport's VIP lounge.

Wen Yan was sitting on a soft sofa, her elbows fell on the armrests to support her head, squinting her eyes and closing her eyes, and suddenly, the rich aroma drifted into her nose, and her eyelids moved, then opened Closed eyes.

She had a cup of coffee in her long, sharp-knotted fingers, right in front of her eyes.

She looked up and saw the man's gentle and handsome face, looking down at her, and there was a faint smile under her eyes. The heat of the coffee made this smile blurry.

His voice was as mild as temperament. "You seem to have the habit of drinking coffee in the morning."

habit?

She did have this habit. A cup of black coffee before work was a Peugeot in her state. She didn't work at this time, but the coffee was still drunk, but at that time he had gone to the hospital to see Li Qianrui.

Except once ... when he left in the morning, something fell and he picked it up. She was sitting in the living room watching the quarterly table sent from Paris. Next to the notebook was freshly brewed coffee.

Wen Yan did not answer, "Why are you here?"

The man did not answer, "Did you take the medicine?"

This medicine refers to contraceptives, it goes without saying.

Wen Yan yanked his lips, turned his face away, and instructed the bodyguards who stood behind, "pulling him out of my sight."

Mo Shichen, "..."

The bodyguard took a step forward, and the man stretched out his hand holding the coffee. He didn't care about the gentle attitude, and said faintly, "I'll just disappear. Why not have coffee with your Miss Wen."

Wen Yan's face was cold and silent.

The bodyguard still took the coffee.

Mo Shichen glanced down at Wen Wen's eyes, meaning dark and complicated. He didn't say anything. He inserted his trousers with one hand and turned away.

When he went away, the bodyguard asked carefully, "Miss Wen, this coffee?"

She didn't raise her eyelids. "Throw it."

Who wants to drink his coffee, is this man offering her attentiveness?

Because she took the contraceptive pill so that his hard work sowing last night was lost, so he wanted to change Huairou's policy, in order to continue to sleep with him, so as to complete the "mission" assigned to him by Mo Shiqian?

Wen Yan sneered, his eyes indifferent.

Thinking of Mo Shiqian is another new type of gritting.

........

Based on the indifference to Mo Shichen's man at this stage, Wen Ye was too lazy to think why he appeared in the terminal until she found that—

When she went to Lancheng, he followed and flew to Lancheng. She went to Chi Huan to have dinner with Chi Huan. He followed her not far or near. When she returned to Paris, he took the same flight back to Paris.

She ignored her existence, and he wouldn't come up to talk to her like he would at the airport, always keeping a visible distance to follow her.

When I came out of the airport exit, I didn't know if it was a coincidence or he still followed her all the way. When the crowd was moving, she accidentally glanced at the men standing in the crowd.

This time, he didn't look at her.

The temperature in Paris this season is much lower than that of Jiangcheng. He is wearing a casual thin coat and is very slim, pulling his taller figure more upright and upright.

The face of the man with short hair was so bland and expressionless. He seemed to the crowd he seemed to be looking at, this familiar and unfamiliar airport. He seemed to be looking for something, as if empty.

The only certainty was that he stood there, an indescribable loneliness.

The hustle and bustle of the crowds, the more obvious this loneliness.

Wen Yan quickly looked back and took Chi Huan to the place where the driver had long waited.

Mo Shichen's eyes quickly found her across the crowd.

When he was Li Ru, Wen Ye was the most complicated being for him.

When he decided to return to Mo Shichen, this woman was the one he was most familiar with.

But this time, until her figure completely disappeared, he did not follow up.

........

The car parked in front of the ancient and luxurious door of Lawrence Manor.

The driver in the driver's seat opened the door for Mo Shichen. After he got out of the car, he respectfully said, "Master, Mo always asked me to tell you that this manor has been uninhabited since your father died. However, some people have been cleaning on time, and some people have cleaned up and prepared in the past two days. If you have any needs, you can tell me directly. During this time, I will follow you. "

Always uninhabited?

Mo Shichen looked in through the black railings and asked, "Mo Shiqian can't live here?"

"The second son and his wife have always lived in their villas."

He hummed, and then bowed his head and asked, "Well, then."