After we broke up, a big boss in the Beijing circle kidnapped me to get my certificate.

Two days later.

Ye Zehong took a private plane to France with simple luggage.

Ye Zemao and Qiao Waner stood on the grass and looked at the plane rushing into the sky, feeling inexplicably depressed.

"I don't know what happened this year. The old house that wasn't very lively before is now all alone. The big old house seems so lonely." Ye Zemao sighed deeply, looking at the familiar things around him. My mood hit rock bottom.

He is really the only one left!

"Don't worry, I believe in Zehong's ability. He will definitely bring Lu Yao back. By then, as soon as they get married and have a few more babies, the family will become lively. The same is true for you. As long as new people are added, the family will become more lively. It will become lively." When Qiao Waner said this, she couldn't help but touch her belly with her hand.

Ye Zemao could see such subtle movements clearly.

My heart skipped a beat for a moment.

He asked in disbelief: "Did you...have...Mr. Zhou's..."

He was hesitating, and his words were broken into sentences.

"Yes, I'm pregnant. Exactly eight weeks, and it's Zhou Luoxi's."

Counting the time, it should be the time I left him in the car without restraint when I said goodbye to him.

When she first knew she was pregnant, Qiao Waner was very scared, but then she thought about it and realized that she had no thoughts about the opposite sex. If she gave birth to this baby, she would have someone to accompany her in the future.

In addition, Qiao Wanliang also supported her approach.

She was even more determined to give birth to the fetus in her belly.

Ye Zemao hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Then do you plan to give birth?"

Qiao Waner nodded slightly.

Ye Zemao thought for a few seconds and boldly suggested: "If you don't mind, I am willing to be the child's godfather."

"Okay, when the baby is born, I will let the baby recognize you as his godfather."

"It's a word."

The two looked at each other and smiled, returning to their original relationship of good friends. …

another country.

The private plane stopped on the lawn of a manor.

Ye Zehong got off the plane and walked straight into the castle.

The butler greeted him enthusiastically: "Mr. Ye, your room has been tidied up. Should the meals be delivered to the room or eaten in the restaurant?"

Ye Zemao waved his hand and went upstairs.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery of the manor outside the window. The scene of meeting Lu Yao and Zhou Luoxi in France flashed through his mind. At that time, Lu Yao was very young and childish, but she threatened him with medical treatment. Zhou Luoxi, that little face that pretended to be cold and stern, made him fall in love with her at first sight.

Thinking of this, he put on his long coat, quickly went downstairs, and drove himself to the street where he met Lu Yao by chance.

The streets here have not changed at all, and the photos of the shops are exactly the same as they were back then.

The only difference is...

Only he is here!

Looking at the street with deep eyes, I remembered the snowy night that year.

It rarely snows in Paris in winter, but it snowed very heavily that night.

If there hadn't been that snow, maybe Lu Yao would have found someone from the organization and brought Zhou Luoxi back to the ancient family for treatment. It was precisely because of the snow that night that he and Lu Yao met.

Now that he is in Paris, will he be able to meet Lu Yao again by chance?

Time passed minute by minute.

In the blink of an eye, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Ye Zehong looked at the street entrance, but still didn't see a familiar figure.

He turned around to drive back to the castle, but as soon as he turned around, a man bumped into him.