Jingteng Fanghua

Chapter 395 Meeting is Easy and Hard to Recognize 2
Chen Hua always felt that someone was staring at him from behind, but when he turned his head to look around, he didn't find any suspicious people around him.

There are frolicking people everywhere under the Eiffel Tower, but Chen Hua and the others didn't see the person they were looking for among the crowd.

They have expanded the scope of their search, made several round trips by the Seine, excitedly caught up with a few elegant women, and impulsively intercepted a few women who were looking around, but every time they got nothing but embarrassment Even more disappointed, they never saw the person who made them worry about it.

Chen Hua didn't have the heart to appreciate the beautiful scenery around him at all, his heart had already started to become restless.

"Uncle Andre, do you think mother will come?"

When going out today, Andre specifically told Chen Hua not to call him Mr., but Uncle.

"Let's wait a little longer, maybe your mother is still on her way." Andre didn't know whether he was comforting himself or Chen Hua.

time is passing by every minute
The originally bustling crowd in the square has decreased a lot.

Ruili rubbed her ears in the cold, "It's almost midnight! The bells of Notre Dame are about to strike!"

Chen Hua took off the woolen scarf around her neck, patted off the snowflakes on her head, shook the scarf, covered her head directly, surrounded her nose and ears, and put The scarf is tied.

Ruili felt a warm current flow all over her body, and she immediately stopped feeling cold.

"Sister Ray, thank you!"

For Ruili, Chen Hua only has apologies and gratitude!

The temperature outside is too low, and there are fewer and fewer tourists.

Chen Hua's heart turned cold, "Uncle Andre, if my mother hasn't appeared by this time, she probably won't be here today, let's go back!"

Andre closed his eyes in despair, heaved a long sigh in his heart, and nodded after a long while.

Half an hour later, Wang Qiang stood at the gate of a garden house. Looking at the exquisite small building in the courtyard, she murmured in her heart, "Is this my home? It's a place where there is no land and no money. They are all nobles of the upper class in Paris! It is incredible! No wonder there is so much money in my card?"

The golden crystal lamp shines through the snow-white lace curtains, sprinkled on the white snow in the yard, and the white snow presents a golden light, making the whole house dreamy, warm and fascinating.

Wang Qiang stood blankly for a while, then walked to the doorpost, she wanted to write down the house number of this garden house.

On Christmas morning, in the living room of the garden house.

"What? Ruth went to the bank, why did you report today?" Andre was furious.

The bank manager stood in front of Andre with his head bowed deeply. Facing the anger of his boss, he was too frightened to breathe out.

"Sir, it's all my fault! I hired AN from another bank. I just went to work two days ago, and I forgot to tell him your instructions!" The front office manager's forehead was already sweating.

"I'm sorry, sir! It's my negligence! I should have taken the initiative to ask if there are any special requirements!"

AN, a young male employee who once received Wang Qiang, looked at Andre with a look of panic. The boss's cold eyes could freeze him to death.

Looking at the big boss's expression, he knew that he had caused trouble, and the trouble was so serious that he was about to cry.

Chen Hua was really speechless.
Through private detectives, Wang Qiang quickly found out the owner of the garden house.

The owner of the house is named Ruili, and her father is Andre, the heir to the *** family, one of the oldest aristocratic families in country F.

Her mother's condition is ominous.

As for the other members of Andre's family, they haven't found out yet.

The young man living in the house is a Chinese student who is currently studying at the Paris Higher School of Physics and Chemical Engineering. His name is Chen Hua. He is 20 years old and was born on January [-], [-].

"On the [-]th day of the first month of [-], Lin Feng and Lin Feng were born on the same day, month and year. This Chen Hua must be my son!"

Wang Qiang is so excited!

If she had a piano at hand at this time, she would definitely play "Singing the Motherland"!
Wang Qiang did not have such a strange son out of thin air. She was flustered and looking forward to it!

Apart from being excited, what she needs is to get acquainted with and emotionally accept this son as soon as possible.

Wang Qiang's playfulness is on the rise!

After Christmas, Wang Qiang rented an apartment near the Paris Higher School of Physics and Engineering.

She doesn't want to see that Andre at the moment, she doesn't care what kind of noble heir he is, and doesn't care whether he is her current husband or not, she just wants to get in touch with her son first.

She dyed her hair silver and put makeup on her forehead, eyes and cheeks, making her look like an elder in her 60s.

She looked at herself in the mirror with great satisfaction.

She casually flipped through the albums of makeup skills, and started to paint herself. She never expected that she would be so talented in makeup for the first time. any problem.

She thought that her makeup skills should have been possessed before she lost her memory, and she just reproduced it instinctively today.

The game where mother and child meet is ready to debut, haha!
For Christmas, the Paris Higher School of Physics and Chemical Engineering has a half-month holiday.

However, Wang Qiang couldn't wait until Christmas was over.

She hunched slightly and appeared by the Seine River, because Chen Hua would run and punch here every morning before dawn.

Chen Hua discovered that when he was boxing these two days, an old woman with an oriental face was staring at him.

The first day was about standing around and watching him punch.

The next day, not far behind him, he began to imitate him and learn boxing.

On the third day, the old woman was already standing five or six meters behind him.

Every time he punches, the old woman will follow him to learn every move in a decent way, and she is very serious in learning.

As soon as he finished punching, the old woman turned around and left, neither coming to say hello to his master, nor going forward to ask for advice.

Chen Hua looked at the back of the old woman, feeling very depressed. He really wanted to know if the old woman was Chinese.

"Tomorrow, if the old lady comes to learn boxing again, I must ask her."

The next day, when Chen Hua came back from running around, the old woman appeared again.

Chen Hua kept on punching calmly, while the old woman was still gesticulating behind him according to the gourd drawing.

Chen Hua turned around suddenly, Wang Qiang was taken aback, and immediately stopped moving, and froze on the spot.

"Hi, old man! Are you Chinese?" Chen Hua asked directly in Chinese.

Wang Qiang exhaled, suppressing her heartbeat, "I am Chinese!"

(End of this chapter)