Warm marriage and pet: Mrs. Ji, good morning

Chapter 63 Escape
After dragging her tired body back to Hao Lu's house, she made a bowl of noodles from the kitchen, and sat at the dining table to eat silently by herself, with the mobile phone in front of her, and Ji Yuanhan kept calling Then, countless text messages came in, but she just ate noodles silently...

In the early hours of the morning, Hao Lu, who had been partying all night, finally returned home. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she saw Ji Yuanhan standing at the door of her house. She was surprised and had a smirk on her face.

"President Ji, it's so early?"

When Ji Yuanhan saw her, his eyes flashed, he grabbed the key she was holding, opened the door and walked into the house.

Watching him rush into Jianyan's room, Hao Lu stopped at the entrance to change his shoes, and couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.Tsk tsk, sure enough, the IQ of people in love is basically zero. Look at this majestic CEO, isn't he out of proportion and messed up in an instant?

"Hey, I'm warning you, it's okay to be intimate, but don't disturb others' rest. I haven't closed my eyes all night..." Hao Lu fell on the sofa and closed her eyes.

"What about Jianyan?" Ji Yuanhan walked out of the room with a serious expression, the words seemed to be asked to Hao Lu, but also seemed to be asked to himself.

Hao Lu sat up from the sofa at once, her eyes blurred, "Is she not here?"

Before the words fell, Ji Yuanhan stared straight at a certain place, and followed his gaze. There was a bowl of instant noodles and a mobile phone on the dining table. I ate half of it, and the other half was soaked in the soup, which was already cold.

Hao Lu carefully looked at Ji Yuanhan's face, which was so serious that she had never seen it before, and her brows were almost tied into a knot. Only then did she realize that the matter might be more serious than she thought.

"President Ji, what's wrong with Jian Yan?" She stood up directly from the sofa, and the drowsiness all over her body disappeared without a trace.

Ji Yuanhan reached out to pick up the phone, but it was turned off because of the dead battery, and a trace of uneasiness slowly rose in his heart.

Hao Lu still wanted to ask him, but he quickly left the door and disappeared into the elevator.

She froze for a second, ran to Jian Yan's room, opened the closet, and there was nothing in it...

At the same time, at City A's international airport, a message flying to France was being broadcast repeatedly, urging passengers to board the plane.

Jian Yan held the registration card tightly, looked back at the entrance of the airport again, turned around, and entered the boarding gate.

She didn't know why she suddenly wanted to leave, she just felt that in this city, she had become so redundant, and everyone in every place didn't welcome her.

She understood that this was an escape, because she felt that she was powerless to face it.

The plane took off slowly, and the brightly lit city A was quickly covered by clouds and disappeared.Jian Yan sighed, leaning against the window in a daze...

"Jianyan, Jianyan..." Hearing someone calling her in a daze, she opened her eyes and was startled when she saw the person in front of her.

"Ji Yuanhan? You..."

He smiled at her, just like meeting her for the first time.

Behind him, Xia Zimeng came over, took his arm, and looked at her with a victorious smile: "I told you a long time ago, don't wishful thinking, Brother Yuan Han is so good, you are a divorced Are women worthy to stand by his side?"

"In short, we are getting married soon, come and attend the wedding!" Ji Yuanhan said with a smile, as if he was inviting her sincerely, with an extremely serious expression on his face.

"Ah..." She let out a low cry, waking up from the nightmare, covering her heart with her hands, panting heavily.

"Hi, are you okay?" A man's voice came from her ear, but it was in fluent French, so she didn't understand a word.

A white and slender hand stretched out and waved in front of her eyes, "How are you?"

She slowly recovered from the nightmare, looked along the slender hand, and the first thing she saw was a pair of brown eyes, looking at her with a touch of anxiety and worry.

"I'm fine, thank you." She said in Chinese lightly, regardless of whether he could understand it or not.

"Wow, are you Chinese?" Unexpectedly, the Frenchman became excited when he heard her Chinese, and when he spoke again, he uttered Chinese.Although there is always a little accent, it is barely fluent.

In short, this flight took off from City A, and its destination was France, and it would stop in a small country on the way.

In short, when boarding the plane in City A, the seat next to her was vacant, so this Frenchman with brown curly hair and brown eyes should have boarded on the way.

"You can speak Chinese?" She was surprised that he could speak Chinese fluently.

"Of course, I have an old friend who is Chinese. I learned all my Chinese from him." He said excitedly.After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to her again, "Hello, my name is Bruno."

"My name is Jian Yan." She reached out her hand politely, and asked casually when she was bored with the journey, "I heard that France is a very romantic country, where the men are very gentlemen and the women are very dignified?"

Bruno smiled and said, "Yes, it's just like you Chinese are more reserved, it's the difference between races."

Along the way, from Bruno, I heard a lot of interesting things about France and listened to him introduce many interesting places.

After getting off the plane, Bruno left her his contact information, hoping that she could be a guest at that time.

……

City A, President Ji's office.

Ji Yuanhan was sitting in front of the desk. There was already a pile of documents piled up on the desk, but he didn't have the slightest thought to deal with it. He propped his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes slightly, and looked tired.

"Young master, go and rest for a while, I will tell you immediately if there is news about Miss Jian." Uncle Fu advised from the side.

The office door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit walked in, "Boss."

"How's it going?" Uncle Fu asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head with a frustrated expression.

Ji Yuanhan waved his hand, "Keep looking, she must still be in City A."

"Yes." The middle-aged man withdrew.

Ji Yuanhan stood up and walked out, Uncle Fu followed, "Master, where are you going?"

"I'll go out and look for it, you don't have to follow."

……

On the streets of France, Jian Yan was wearing jeans and a white shirt, walking on the clean streets, the sky was blue, and the surroundings were very lively. The exotic style did not make her feel very excited, but a little sad.

It has been two days since she came here, but she has never been anywhere except wandering around here.

In the past two days, no matter when and where, Ji Yuanhan's shadow can always appear in her mind. When she is eating foreign food, she will wonder if he has eaten, and when she looks at the foreign sky, she will wonder I wonder if he is also looking up at the sky...

She has been tortured by this self, and she has not had a good rest for several nights of torture.

"Jianyan?" A call pulled her back from her trance, and she turned around to see a French man with curly brown hair and brown eyes.

"Bruno." Seeing him gave her a bright feeling.

In this foreign country, being able to meet an acquaintance made Jian Yan's uneasy heart calm down a little, even though she had only met this French man in front of her once.

"Looking at you, you don't look like you're traveling, but rather... exiled..." Bruno joked.

Jian Yan was amused by him, and finally there was a smile on his gloomy face, seeing the camera in his hand, "Are you a cameraman?"

"No, I'm actually a painter, I just like to take pictures casually, would you like to take one." He said, holding up the camera.

Jian Yan waved his hands again and again: "No need."

"Where are you going next?" Bruno asked.

Seeing Jian Yan's appearance, he felt inexplicably sad, as he said, she didn't seem to be here to play, her face was full of sadness, as if she had something very serious on her mind.

Jian Yan shook her head, "I don't know, maybe I'll just stay here for two days."

She doesn't know any place at all, she doesn't know anyone, where can she go?

Bruno thought for a while and said, "Would you like to come to my manor for two days? It's very beautiful and original, I guarantee you will like it very much."

"Manor? Do you have a manor?" Jian Yan asked in surprise, "Is it just like the TV commercials, with wide green grass, artistic fences, and servants wearing aprons feeding the cows in black and white? cows?"

Bruno was a little surprised by her description, and even more surprised by the brilliance in her eyes when she described the imaginary manor.

As if seeing the most beautiful scenery, Bruno's eyes also flashed a touch of amazement.

A soft "click" interrupted Jian Yan's impromptu imagination. She turned her head to look at Bruno, who was just taking the camera off his eyes. He looked down at the beauty he had captured, and his lips curled up slightly.

Sensing Jian Yan's uneasiness, he quickly explained: "I didn't do it on purpose, you were so beautiful just now, I couldn't help it for a while, so I took a picture, take a look."

As he said that, he handed over the camera, Jian Yan looked down, and she looked forward on the screen, with a faint smile on her lips, and deep yearning in her eyes, with a hint of blue sky as the background, making her She did look pretty.

"When I see beautiful people and things, I will subconsciously take pictures. This has become a habit of mine. If you don't like it, I can delete it immediately."

"No." Jian Yan looked at the photo, with a smile on her lips, and she handed the camera to Bruno, "I like this photo very much, can you give it to me?"

Bruno was flattered, "Really? Of course, but it will take two days, because I have to do some processing when I go back."

"It's okay, anyway, I'm not in a hurry to go back. When you finish it, bring it to me." Jian Yan said lightly.

"Then would you like to visit my manor?"

Jian Yan turned her head and met Bruno's gaze. There was faint expectation in the brown eyes.

She smiled slightly, "Anyway, I don't have anywhere to go. When your photos are finished, take me there."

"Wow, what a joyful thing." Bruno said, stood up, bent slightly, and performed a gentleman's etiquette: "It's a pleasure to invite you, beautiful lady."

Jian Yan laughed out loud, saying that the French are the most romantic, and it seems that their reputation is well-deserved.

(End of this chapter)