Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 667 I will be there in the future
The plane flew for a full ten hours.

During these ten hours, Gu Nian focused on work, Chris focused on sleeping, Yuan Ming kept complaining after work, and Luo Jia... focused on raising the children.

After experiencing the kidnapping of Gu Hening, neither Gu Nian nor Luo Jia could trust the child to others. This time they went to Paris for half a month, and Gu Hening and Gu Wanning were naturally taken care of by others. Bring it on.

It is precisely because of bringing them with them that there are several more people accompanying them. The nanny, bodyguard and Owen are indispensable.

And when they got off the plane, Chris was more than ten meters away from Gu Nian, as if she didn't know her at all.

Yuan Ming was puzzled by this, but he subconsciously stood with Chris.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Ming began to thank Chris.

Because the front... is too scary.

Luo Jia hugged Gu Wanning with one hand, and wrapped Gu Nian's shoulder with the other. Gu Hening was firmly pulled by Gu Nian, and they were surrounded by bodyguards with faces as heavy as water. Outside, there was a group of screaming Foreign media and fans of "Miya".

Yuan Ming swallowed unconsciously, the corner of his mouth twitched and said, "It seems that chasing stars is a crazy thing no matter where you are."

"Star chasing?" Chris gave him a disgusted look, "Don't be kidding, here, they don't treat Nian Nian as a star."

"What do you mean?" Yuan Ming walked slowly, keeping himself and Chris away from the commotion ahead.

Well, they really can't walk too fast, otherwise they will be able to overtake the extremely slow person in front of them in a few minutes.

A flash of pride flashed in Chrissy's eyes: "In the eyes of these fashion reporters, Nian Nian is like a bible. Her status in France is frighteningly high. It is no exaggeration to say that she can make an old brand luxury by moving her mouth." The monthly sales of luxury brands fell by [-]%.”

"No way?" Yuan Ming couldn't believe it, how could this be possible?

Chris shrugged: "You don't understand things in the fashion industry."

"..." I feel like I've been rejected?Is it his illusion?It must be!
Chris suddenly remembered something from the past, and a smile appeared in her eyes: "You must have never imagined that when Nian Nian was transferred back to the imperial capital, how many people cried all night... the price of toilet paper in Paris rose that month A lot."

"..." Why did he feel that he was listening to the glorious history of a woman who cheated?
What are these settings?Seriously? !

Chris looked at Gu Nian in front of her, and the corners of her mouth, which had been tensed for many days, unconsciously rose, showing a sense of pride.

"She is the darling of the fashion industry. She can convert fashion resources into capital without leaving any traces. In this circle, only Niannian has this ability."

After a while, Chris concluded.

Yuan Ming thought for a while and nodded.

Well, indeed, this girl is indeed very talented in making money.

"Miya! Miya! Is this gentleman your husband?"

Luo Jia's face is unfamiliar to these fashion reporters, and in this era of rapid information change, they can't remember who was the person who used to be in the same frame with Gu Nian frequently.

In their memory, their Miya should be the prospective eldest wife of Hall's family.

Now they suddenly saw an Asian man appearing next to Gu Nian, and behaved intimately, they couldn't react at all.

Gu Nian seldom answers reporters' questions outside, because after answering one question, there are countless troubles left.

But this time, the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she smiled and said, "He is the father of my child."

The reporters who heard her words lost their voices at the same time. They stared at her in disbelief, as if they wanted to find the slightest evidence that she was lying from her expression.

But they failed, Gu Nian's expression was very calm, and his smile even deepened when he said this sentence.

Miya doesn't like to laugh.

This is something they have long engraved in their minds.

But now, they saw her smiling brightly at the mention of the man next to her.

Gu Nian didn't pay much attention to their reactions, but lightly tugged on Luo Jia's clothes, pursed her lips slightly and whispered, "Let's go, I'm hungry!"

The corners of Luo Jia's lips also rose slightly, and he exerted a little more force on the arm that held Gu Nian's shoulder, and his steps sped up slightly.

It was already an hour later when they returned to the hotel.

Pushing open the balcony door, looking at the familiar Eiffel Tower, Gu Nian couldn't help but sigh softly.

"What's the matter?" Luo Jia hugged her waist from behind and put his chin on her shoulder, "You don't seem very happy."

Gu Nian's eyes lowered slightly, and after a while, she looked at the Eiffel Tower, which seemed so close: "You know, when I first arrived in Paris, I was really about to collapse."

Lorgar held her tighter.

For so long, Gu Nian has never told him about her life abroad.

Now that she finally opened her mouth, Luo Jia's heart rose unconsciously.

He has never asked, in fact, because he is afraid.

He was afraid that the life that Gu Nian said would be bitter.

"At that time..." Gu Nian's eyes were far away, lost in memories, "He Ning and Wan Wan were both young, and I was very busy with work, so I was overwhelmed by work during the day, and at night... Wanwan loved to cry a lot, since she was a child, At that time... In order to let me sleep peacefully, Owen often hugged Wan Wan all night, walking in the living room to coax her..."

Luo Jia's body was a little stiff, and he felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, choking it painfully.

"One night, I worked overtime and didn't come home until early in the morning. I was standing downstairs at home. From this angle, I looked up and saw the Eiffel Tower." Gu Nian smiled unconsciously, "It's so tall, It’s so bright, it seems that it will never be dim... At that time, I thought, no matter what, I must hold on and support them for a whole sky."

A hot tear hit Gu Nian's shoulder, calling back her thoughts of Feiyuan.

Gu Nian was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head and saw the tears falling from the corners of Luo Jia's eyes.

"You... it's all over." Gu Nian raised a smile, turned around and wiped away the tears from the corners of Luo Jia's eyes, and said softly, "Your eyes are just right, so you can't cry anymore."

Her expression was relaxed, as if the events of those years were just a period of dust and smoke, and now it has dissipated completely.

Luo Jia took her hand back, squeezed her hand tightly, and said as if taking an oath: "In the future, I will definitely not let you suffer a little bit."

Gu Nian looked at him, nodded with a smile: "I believe."

"Bao'er..." Luo Jia pulled Gu Nian into her arms, with Gu Nian's unfamiliar sobs in her voice, "I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)