Nie Changhuan was still confused until he was already at the airport with his suitcase.
Everything was so unreal that it was difficult for her to remember how she answered Chen Xinlan's question in Liu Yi's suite, and how she settled Liu Yi and then went abroad with a suitcase.
In other words, it was actually not her turn to arrange Liu Yi's affairs. Before leaving Huacheng, Chen Xinlan had quietly changed places for her to prevent others from coming to Nie’s house, and left two more old ladies and slaves. Whale City took the past aunt to take care of her.
So when Chen Xinlan asked her to fly to Country F to measure the size of their engagement gowns, she couldn't find a reason to refuse.
In fact, this trip was mainly for her to go abroad to relax with Fu Xingye, and measuring the size was secondary.
Fu Xingye just finished working abroad and is already waiting for her in F country.
The boarding reminder sounded on the radio, and Nie Changhuan got up from the chair in the waiting room, inexplicably nervous, but... full of anticipation.
Fu Xingye came to the airport to pick her up. He thought it would take a while to locate each other, but when Nie Changhuan pushed his suitcase out, he saw Fu Xingye who was still standing out among the crowd.
She felt soft and couldn't help beckoning to him from a distance.
After beckoning, she retracted her hand in embarrassment, realizing that among so many passengers with deep silhouettes and generally taller heights, Fu Xingye would definitely not be able to see her.
In the next moment, Fu Xingye curled his lips and strode towards her.
At that moment, in a foreign country, Nie Changhuan felt a little uncontrollable excitement. She changed her former restraint and stepped forward towards him, and then walked faster and faster, especially when she saw Fu Xingye also speeding up. At the time, she trot directly through the crowd.
When there were about ten steps between the two, Fu Xingye stopped and opened his arms towards her.
Nie Changhuan threw away the suitcase and plunged into his arms.
With a familiar and reassuring taste, Nie Changhuan's face pressed against his white shirt slowly turned red, but his arms held him tighter.
Fu Xingye lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, slowly curling his lips, and finally couldn't help but smile and show his white teeth, he turned his head and licked his thin lips uncomfortably.
The two of them hugged like this for a while. People like Fu Xingye were uncomfortable with people passing by, so they patted her on the back and whispered in her ear: "Just hug it. If you haven't held it before, I will give you a hug when you go home."
Nie Changhuan bit his lip and burst into laughter, his face turned redder, and he drew his head back from his arms.
Fu Xingye raised his eyebrows and was about to bend over and tilt his head to look at her. Nie Changhuan quickly took his arm and said, "Don't talk, go quickly!"
Fu Xingye chuckled, letting her hold her arm tightly.
The haze that she had kept by Tang Sihuai's bed before, all because of her initiative to herself today, instantly disappeared.
Fu Xingye was in a good mood and took Nie Changhuan into the car.
The driver was a middle-aged foreigner with a tall stature. Nie Changhuan couldn't tell his nationality. He just watched him about to stick to the top of the car, secretly marveling, and comparing himself to whether he was more than half a head taller than Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye took the initiative to introduce to her: "Frank, he is responsible for my travel abroad. He is mainly responsible for taking care of you these days when we are abroad."
After a pause, Fu Xingye added: "His Chinese is good. If you speak slowly, he can understand it."
Nie Changhuan raised her eyebrows at him, a little embarrassed. Although she has been making up English in the past few months, and her written performance is considered intermediate in the Chinese painting class, her oral English is indeed very unpopular.
Even though she had followed the video many times in private, she hadn't said it before others, let alone in front of Fu Xingye.
So looking at Frank, what she thought in her heart was that she finally had the opportunity to practice her spoken English.
Fu Xingye looked at Nie Changhuan's small eyes, and curled his lips lightly. When he leaned back on the seat, he habitually glanced out of the car window.
He frowned suddenly.
When Nie Changhuan realized that the seat beside him was empty, Fu Xingye, who fell into the car door, had already ran out nearly a hundred meters away.
Nie Changhuan immediately sat upright, and after reacting, he wanted to chase her down, but Frank stopped her, so she could only wait in the car with anxiety and doubt.
About ten minutes later, Fu Xingye came back.
Nie Changhuan looked at his frowning profile and wanted to ask several times, but in the end he didn't say anything. Especially when she saw Frank started the car after Fu Xingye closed the car door without even an extra eye, she tightened her lips.
She now completely believes in Fu Xingye, and she also knows that Fu Xingye is not such a half-hearted man.
However, the sweet and sticky atmosphere after a long-awaited reunion has disappeared without a trace. This made her psychological shadow a little uncomfortable, but she was forcibly suppressed soon.
When the two arrived at Fu Xingye's property in the center of the city, the only servant in the family had already prepared everything thoughtfully and meticulously.
Under the care of the enthusiastic local maid, Nie Changhuan slept for a few hours after bathing, and then went to the restaurant for dinner.
She sat in the dining room and looked around. She didn’t see Fu Xingye, only to know that Fu Xingye had already gone out, and she left a note for her to rest early in the evening. If you are interested, you can stroll around nearby, but you can’t go far. .
Nie Changhuan didn't go out, walked around in Fu Xingye's house, and finally read dozens of pages of a masterpiece in English in the study, and he couldn't stand it anymore.
But Fu Xingye hadn't come back, she was not waiting for him, nor did she call him to urge him, she went to the bedroom that the servant had already prepared for her to sleep.
When she slept in a daze, she vaguely felt someone lying next to her. Because she was in a foreign country, she immediately opened her eyes vigilantly and wanted to sit up. As a result, her hands were strongly pressed on her side and her lips were immediately pressed. Blocked...
"... Fu... Um... Xingye..."
"Well, I'm back."
She flinched and hid her toes.
But what she wore today was a black sling with lace prepared by the servant for sleeping group, because the V-shaped neckline was really too big, so Fu Xingye didn’t get her out of her sex. A thin strap was pulled on her shoulder... Then, the thin material was finally piled on her slender waist...
Fu Xingye hugged her into the bathroom as usual. After washing her, he wrapped her in a bathrobe and put her back into the bathroom before returning to the bathroom and taking a bath by himself.
Nie Changhuan curled up and lay down, his face slightly wrinkled.
She has a stomachache.
After working with Fu Xingye before, this situation has never happened before.
And it shouldn't be her monthly letter time now.
Maybe it was because she was in country F for the first time and she was not satisfied, or the steak she ate tonight made her a little difficult to digest.
When Fu Xingye came out of the room, he saw Nie Changhuan shrinking into a shrimp-like back, and quickly walked towards her: "Huan'er?"
Nie Changhuan, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up, his face flushed.
The nickname "Huan'er" was just called out by Fu Xingye when he was the most emotionally uncontrollable. He also asked her why she didn't scream. He said he liked her screaming, and he liked her crying and begging him...
Seeing that she didn't respond, Fu Xingye immediately hooked her waist and turned her towards him. As a result, Nie Changhuan took a quick look at him, and took the initiative to arch into his arms and hugged his not completely dry body.
Fu Xingye laughed: "What was thinking of just now?"
Nie Changhuan no longer felt any pain at this moment, so he didn't tell him, shook his head lightly, and said softly and tiredly: "Go to sleep, don't you want to see the designer tomorrow?"
"Okay, I wake you up in the morning."
Fu Xingye talked to her more and more softly and softly.
Nie Changhuan was bubbling with happiness in his heart, and closed his eyes contentedly.
Fu Xingye hugged her, turned his head and glanced at the mobile phone he was laying next to him, then looked at the ceiling with his eyes open for a while before finally closing his eyes.
…
The appointed designer was waiting for them in a manor.
The car drove all the way along the path lined with grape trusses, and finally stopped in front of a house that looked like a farmhouse.
Before coming, Peng Jiangzhou talked to her about popular science, saying that this dress designer is world-renowned and often hard to find a lot of money, but as soon as the two entered, the designer greeted him first, shook hands with Fu Xingye enthusiastically, and shook hands with Nie Changhuan. After talking a lot, Nie Changhuan didn't understand, a little embarrassed.
Fu Xingye squeezed her hand lightly, told her that the designer was complimenting her, and then returned a few words to the designer in fluent French.
Soon, the designer came out with professional work, while carefully examining the stature and temperament of the two of them, while measuring the size.
When measuring the size, the designer would occasionally point a place on Nie Changhuan's body with his finger, as if thinking that Nie Changhuan was not used to being touched by other men, and was a little nervous throughout the process.
She also told Chen Xinlan and Fu Xingye before that there is really no need to be so troublesome, and it is entirely possible to customize dresses in China.
But about Chen Xinlan and Fu Xingye's family, it was necessary to toss like this to show solemnity.
It took nearly a day to just measure the size and take some photos of the front side.
In the evening, the designer warmly invited the two to have dinner together.
Fu Xingye rejected him and took Nie Changhuan to another manor not far away.
Nie Changhuan looked at this luxurious and beautiful manor that she saw in the movie, as luxurious and beautiful as the ancient castle in the continent, and was a little puzzled: "Are we going to see other designers?"
Fu Xingye smiled and only led her forward.
Frank, who followed, smiled and said in unskilled Chinese: "This is the private estate of the Third Shao."
"..." Well, rich.
At this time, Fu Xingye raised an eyebrow at her triumphantly: "How about our engagement ceremony held here?"
The reason why he finally decided to get engaged first was because of Nie Changhuan's student status. According to Chen Xinlan's intention, first hold a grand engagement ceremony, and wait for Nie Changhuan to graduate from university one year later, then hold a more grand wedding ceremony.
Chen Xinlan has traditionally required that the wedding ceremony must be held in China and all relatives and friends should be invited.
Nie Changhuan clearly heard Fu Xingye's problem, but I don't know why. At that time, she reacted slowly. It was not until Fu Xingye frowned that she nodded quickly.
I don't know if it was because of the motion sickness when I came here just now, she still feels faintly nauseous at the moment, and even has no intention of admiring the landscape architecture of the manor.
She thought that she, an ancient person, is probably not suitable for staying abroad. It seems that her body has not been as light as before, and she always feels uncomfortable, but except for the stomachache last night for a while, there is nothing. Other specific discomforts.
Under Frank's arrangement. The two stayed in the manor for another night. There were more than a dozen servants in the manor. In the evening, after meeting Fu Xingye and Nie Changhuan, they returned to their respective posts.
The evening was a grand dinner, but Nie Changhuan probably had a Chinese stomach, but he had no appetite. He only ate some hastily and was sent back to the bedroom by Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye also noticed her abnormality. He touched her forehead and found no abnormality. Originally, she wanted to ask a doctor to see it, but Nie Changhuan found it too troublesome, and she did not feel physically uncomfortable. Probably it was too tired to deal with the designer during the day.
Fu Xingye had to let her sleep first.
Coming out of the bedroom, Frank cared about Nie Changhuan's situation and asked if he wanted to adjust the next itinerary.
"Cancel first." Fu Xingye paused, guessing that Nie Changhuan might not be used to eating the food here. He suddenly remembered that when he was in China, he and Nie Changhuan hadn't even gone out to eat alone or even had a formal date. , My heart felt a little uncomfortable, so he immediately ordered Frank to buy some ingredients back.
But Fu Xingye can't cook, nor can the servants here know Chinese food. Finally, Fu Xingye made a fried rice for Nie Changhuan.
A person who never knows how to cook is naturally impossible to succeed at once.
However, Fu Xingye did it eight times, and his temples were sorely hurt by his own anger, but he still didn't succeed.
It was almost dawn.
The servants in the kitchen accompany him all night, all with a bitter face and dare not say anything.
Fu Xingye tilted his head to look at the first ray of sunlight outside the window, and threw the pot, along with the pan of fried rice that was still in the dark.
He took the kerchief and wiped his hands, glanced at the red stamp on the back of his hand that had been burned with oil, and returned to the study without expression.
When Nie Changhuan got up, he walked around the corridor for nearly ten minutes, only to see the man with his eyes closed in the study room at the other end.
He is still wearing yesterday's clothes.
"You didn't sleep?" Nie Changhuan walked towards him sitting behind the large desk, but did not find any documents or anything on the desk.
On the contrary, the desktop is so clean that there is no dust.
In other words, Fu Xingye sat here all night withered
She inexplicably remembered what happened at the airport that day, and felt that Fu Xingye was even more strange.
But she still didn't ask, just waiting for Fu Xingye to speak.
Fu Xingye didn't open his eyes, but raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows: "Why don't you sleep more?"
"Enough sleep." In fact, she was woken up by Liu Yi's phone call.
After a pause, she deliberately said, "Fu Xingye, can we go back in advance?"
Fu Xingye opened his eyes to look at her.
Nie Changhuan explained: "I always feel a little worried about my mother."
She knows Zheng Shuying and Nie Yueshan's style too well, and she is afraid of what happens when she is away.
At first she thought Fu Xingye would be unhappy. After all, as far as she knew, Fu Xingye arranged many projects and wanted to take her to experience them one by one.
But Fu Xingye thought of his few pots of fried rice, and was afraid that Nie Changhuan would continue to be hungry, so he raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I'll let Frank make arrangements."
Therefore, the itinerary for returning home was set for the next day.
Because Fu Xingye had to leave temporarily, Fu Xingye still had to deal with some foreign official duties, so on this day, Nie Changhuan, accompanied by a young maid of the manor, wandered around the manor for a long time, but she hadn't finished shopping yet. Something I felt when I lived in the prime minister's house.
Because of the long time spent together, Nie Changhuan got acquainted with the maid who was her age a lot, and the two of them also left contact information with each other and invited the maid to play in the country.
This maid is from country D, but she has a serious Chinese name, Xia Guo.
Early the next morning, Nie Changhuan followed Fu Xingye back to China. The two were separated at the first airport in Whale City. Nie Changhuan returned to Huacheng, and Fu Xingye returned to the company for a meeting.
Fortunately, because the people arranged by Chen Xinlan have done a good job of confidentiality, the Nie family has not found it for the time being, and Liu Yi and Clown Chou have also been taken care of by the cooking aunt and the concubine.
Just knowing that when Nie Changhuan came back to accompany her specially, Liu Yi smiled reluctantly: "Changhuan, mom is always your drag, and mom really feels sorry for you. If you didn't have me, your life would be better. "
Nie Changhuan was most afraid of Liu Yi saying these things, so she would say it later and immediately pretended to be angry.
Liu Yi was a little worried and coaxed her for a long time.
In the end, Nie Changhuan asked Liu Yi to promise not to say that again, and told her not to regret her decision to go to Whale City.
Speaking of this, Liu Yi said: "This time I gave birth to Zhenger, and Fu Sanshao and his grandmother ran around and spent money for us. We must repay this favor and account. Besides, I am afraid of the future. If you marry into their home, you will be inferior because of this."
With that said, Liu Yi turned around and flipped through his bag, and took out a card from it: "I have saved some private money over the years. There are 400,000 yuan in it. You take it."
She also has another card with nearly 200,000 in it.
These two cards are all her wealth.
"Don't worry, my money for selling paintings will come down before the start of school." Nie Changhuan would naturally not accept it, but knowing that Liu Yi still has so much money, he suddenly became less worried about the future life in Whale City.
She was really afraid that she would not be able to make Liu Yi and the clown hungry.
Liu Yi couldn't argue with her, so he had to take it back, but decided in his heart that this card must be given to Nie Changhuan at a chance, otherwise she could not rest assured.
Probably just after taking the plane, Nie Changhuan held the clown ugly for less than half an hour, and then became a little sleepy again.
The place where Liu Yi is staying now is a three-bedroom apartment with two aunts living in one. Liu Yi had already cleaned up the smallest one for Nie Changhuan.
Nie Changhuan lay down and fell asleep. When he slept drowsily, Fu Xingye's abnormal behavior at the airport that day reappeared in his mind.
In her dream, she seemed to have returned to that scene again.
It's just in the dream, she wasn't just a little confused and didn't ask anything.
In the dream, she kept crying, but she couldn't say anything.
She didn't know why she was crying.