"There are also rumors that Chengxi **** has no intention of inheriting the right. However, because Miss Pei Yunxi's whereabouts are still unknown, she has to take over the entire family on her behalf. Is this true?"
The reporter asked a lot of questions in succession, and every topic was very direct.
Heyman frowned, as if he didn't like being interviewed like this.
However, his expression changed quickly and his dissatisfaction was not obvious.
Smiling, he answered the questions from a group of reporters one by one in a very calm tone, "I have been bored recently and have been traveling around the world."
"As for Ya Heng, hasn't he always been like this over the years? His son is older and has his own ideas. As a father, it is impossible not to give him even the most basic right to choose. **** to him It's just a title, and his ambition has always been to start his own business. Of course, if one day the royal family needs him, he will come back without hesitation!"
"As for Chengxi, I think everyone will meet him in person by then. It will be more convenient to interview him in person. My remarks cannot represent him."
He amiably answered the questions raised by a group of people. He smiled and waved to everyone, and walked towards the VIP aisle surrounded by a group of people.
"Everyone give way! Please give way!"
Luo Yibei stared at him on the TV screen with deep eyes.
Heyman also went to Paris.
When watching the news, he was preparing to leave, which meant that he had arrived at least yesterday, or perhaps earlier.
He and Fang Chixia were also in Paris two days ago. What a coincidence this time
"Luo Yibei, did you hear me?" Fang Chixia called him again.
Luo Yibei was immersed in thought and still ignored her.
Fang Chixia didn't argue with him, threw the notebook aside, and suddenly softened her tone, "Husband~"
A very delicate call, like a sudden slope after a roundabout turn, her volume, which had been so high before, suddenly dropped.
Luo Yibei was slightly startled, then slowly raised his face, "What's wrong?"
"I'm asking for your opinion about the trip." Fang Chixia sat on his lap, put her arms around his neck, and repeated again.
Her voice was very soft and smooth, like cotton candy, and it made people's bones feel numb.
The corners of Luo Yibei's lips twitched, one arm hooked around her slender waist, his face buried in the crook of her neck, and he took a deep sniff of her body fragrance, and rubbed the tip of his nose against her skin.
"This kind of thing is your decision. Once the time is set, tell me and I will arrange the flight."
"Well, I'm going to see if there's anything else I need to prepare." Fang Chixia nodded, stood up and left.
Luo Yibei called Pei Chengxi after she left.
"What do you think about Heyman's recent frequent travels to various countries?"
"I'm not sure. It's still under investigation."
"Be on your guard."
"Yeah." Pei Chengxi responded to him lightly, and then said, "By the way, there will be a social dinner at home in a while. If you are free then, bring Chi Xia over too! You know a lot of people there. , I can help you a lot after coming here.”
"Okay." Luo Yibei responded lightly, and the two of them hung up the phone after that.
Pei Chengxi’s so-called dinner party was actually designed to build connections.
In attendance were royal families from various countries, plus many nobles.
On the day of the banquet, Luo Yibei also took Fang Chixia there.