Mo Shiqian originally thought that Wen Yi was just provoking something with Chi Huan on the phone, but it wasn't until he saw three words that he suddenly realized... Just now, Chi Huan said that she had arrived in Paris, and he had no sense of reality.
She had already surprised him once without saying hello, and she would probably not fail to tell him even if she came again.
This damn woman.
Mo Shiqian's words almost escaped from his teeth, "Did you bring her to Paris?"
"I even brought her here to eat and catch an adulterer," Wen Yi tilted her head and touched her ears, "I just left half a minute ago and you were so angry."
Mo Shiqian wanted to tear this woman apart at this moment, but he didn't have the leisure to do so. He pushed Wen Yi away and chased her out with his long legs.
Chi Huan even forgot about the suitcase that was placed in the trunk of Wen Yi's car. She raised her hand to hail a taxi and went directly to the airport. Her documents were all in her bag anyway. Of course, she actually had no time to think about this problem at this time. , there was only one thought in my mind, go to the airport.
It depends on your luck to hail a taxi. There were many people coming to the restaurant to eat at this time, but few leaving, so Chi Huan quickly hailed a taxi.
As soon as she opened the car door and got in half way, her arm was suddenly grabbed by a strong force. The man's strength was too strong and the inertia was too great. She hit the man's chest directly, causing her forehead to turn red.
She had been holding back her breath, but the pain exploded all over her body instantly, and she smashed the cell phone bag over her, "Get out of here!"
After hitting him a few times, he pushed him away, then turned around to get in the car again.
He wondered how Mo Shiqian could let her get into the car, clasp her wrist and take her into his arms.
Chi Huan felt that she was very calm when she left the restaurant, without any emotion at all. Now she was so obsessed with this man that she started a prairie fire like a fire. It became more and more intense and she couldn't control it at all.
"let me go!"
"Mo Shiqian, let me go!"
Chi Huan struggled desperately in his arms. When he couldn't struggle out, he hit him with the bag in his hand. He hit him without any rules. The leather of the bag was not soft. It was actually very painful to hit him with such force.
Mo Shiqian held her with one hand to prevent her from leaving, letting her make random noises in his arms. With the other hand, he closed the opened taxi door hard.
The car owner looked at them for a while and probably realized that the couple was having a tantrum, so he drove away.
Chi Huan was already quite agitated. The more the man held her down and restricted her movements, the more her emotions got out of control. The more she suppressed her, the more rebellious she became. She wanted to hit him with the bag in her hand. One face.
Mo Shiqian knew from the look on her face that she couldn't listen to anything, and he didn't want to attract attention by singing on the street. He held Chi Huan's hand and walked towards the parking lot, and opened the passenger seat of the Rolls-Royce with one hand. He opened the driver's door and stuffed her in.
"Mo Shiqian, you..."
"Stay in the car, don't go anywhere." The man stood outside the car, put one hand on the car door, and blocked her way with the other hand. He pursed his thin lips and looked at her condescendingly, with a clear and calm voice, "You Cooperate and we find a place to have a good talk. If you don’t cooperate, I’ll ask the bodyguard to come and drive.”
Chi Huan bit his lip and looked at him, breathing rapidly, his face flushed due to the ups and downs of emotions, but his eyes were extremely cold.
But in the end, she stopped making trouble and got off the car.
According to the actual situation, even if she did arrive at the airport, Mo Shiqian had a way to prevent her from getting on the plane. After calming down for a while, it became clear that there was no way to make such a fuss.
It's just that sometimes, people can't control themselves.
She closed her eyes and stopped looking at him.
Mo Shiqian closed the door, walked around the front of the car and returned to the driver's seat.
Chi Huan didn't say a word during the drive, and his emotions ranged from extremely excited to completely indifferent.
He tried to talk to her, but she ignored him.
So the whole journey was silent until the car stopped in front of a six-star hotel—the same hotel where Chi Huan stayed when he came last time.
Chi Huan didn't know what this hotel had to do with him. It might be owned by Clod-mmer. Mo Shiqian communicated with them in French, and in less than a minute, the waiter handed him the room card respectfully.
From the moment she got off the bus, the man had been holding her hand. Chi Huan shook her hand a few times but did not shake it off. She didn't want to make a fuss in public, so she endured it. When she got to the elevator, there were only two people in the elevator, and she couldn't wait. To pull your hand back.
Can't pull it back, can't shake it off, can't break it apart.
Chi Huan raised his head and said coldly, "Let me go."
Mo Shiqian looked down at her and did not respond to her words.
"I have legs and can walk on my own. Let go of your hand."
The elevator door opens.
Her pretty face remained indifferent, showing no sign of compromise.
Mo Shiqian let go of the hand he was holding.
Then the next second, before Chi Huan could even step forward, she was suddenly picked up by a man from behind.
The corridor of the hotel is paved with thick and soft carpets. There is almost no sound of footsteps when stepping on it, and the light is warm and quiet.
Chi Huan was not even interested in saying let her down this time.
Opening the door, he hugged her and walked in.
Even though it's not the suite I stayed in last time, the specifications are the same, so when I walk in, I see almost the same decoration and furnishings, which gives me a sudden illusion.
Mo Shiqian put her on the sofa, then knelt down in front of her and placed his hands on her knees.
There had been noisy and tumultuous fights before, but now it was strangely quiet.
He looked at her cold face, his Adam's apple rolled, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Huanhuan, she and I have nothing, you believe me, eh?"
As the man spoke, he went to hold her hand, but as soon as he touched it, she shook it off almost by reflex.
Chi Huan looked down at his handsome face. For some reason, his red lips curved into a smile that was not a smile at all, "She is your client?"
After a moment of silence, "No."
"You said you were a customer on the phone."
Mo Shiqian said nothing.
Chi Huan didn't know what his silence meant. She thought he was here to explain. What he meant by not speaking was... guilty conscience
As soon as this thought passed her mind, she stood up and walked out without thinking.
Mo Shiqian moved faster than her. The next second she stood up, he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her into his arms. At the same time, he whispered in her ear, "It's a woman I met a few years ago." , I just don’t want to cause unnecessary misunderstandings.”
Chi Huan was not surprised at all by the woman he met a few years ago, because Wen Yi had already mentioned it.
She raised her hand and swatted away his hand that fell on her waist. She didn't leave immediately. She just turned and sat on the other side, keeping a distance from him.
"How come the woman I met a few years ago is able to eat again after a few years? Is it because she is reliving old dreams, or is it because I haven't been with you during this period, and you are so hungry and thirsty that you become angry?"