CEO's Sweet Wife

Chapter 69 Whitfield Avenue

He looked at her quietly for a while, and then turned the light in the cabin to a faint yellow. Lu Qingzhou felt comfortable and warm because of the quilt, and his curled up body relaxed a little bit. Feng Ziyan looked at her for a while With such a sleeping face, I didn't even realize that the corner of my mouth was inadvertently evoked a smile.

He went back to the couch and picked up his laptop and started working.The next line of thought seemed to become clearer and clearer. People are really strange creatures. One person's sense of loneliness can disappear without a trace because of the existence of another person, and together they are the whole world.

The plane arrived at London Airport. When Lu Qingzhou woke up, Feng Ziyan had just finished washing. He had almost no luggage except a notebook. Lu Qingzhou lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She remembered that she was lying on the bed with her clothes together last night. When did she wear more quilts? I don't even know.There was no one else in the cabin except Feng Ziyan and her. She gave him a slight look, and Feng Ziyan continued with what she was doing as if she didn't exist.

Feng Ziyan finished buttoning the last button on his cuffs, looked at the nothingness in front of him, and seemed to speak to the air: "Someone will take you off the plane later, and I will ask an assistant to pick you up. Don't run around, or you will I am not responsible for the safety of my life.”

He took the coat and laptop from the sofa and walked straight out. Lu Qingzhou was still in a daze, and she didn't come back to her senses until the flight attendant came in and led her out.When Lu Qingzhou left the airport, Feng Ziyan's assistant had already driven over to pick her up. She got into the car, and there was light rain falling outside the window.

London is known as the city of fog, and it often rains. Sometimes people here have to experience several weather transitions a day.Lu Qingzhou looked at the clean streets and the completely different architectural style from the domestic ones. If it wasn't for Feng Ziyan, she might never have the chance to go abroad in her life.

The car drove for about an hour before stopping. Lu Qingzhou thought that she was going to be arranged to live in a hotel, but when she got out of the car, she found out that it was a private house, and it was quite a luxurious villa.The door of the villa opened, and a well-dressed butler with a pure European style came out. He even smiled at Lu Qingzhou and said "Hello, madam!"

When Lu Qingzhou was in a daze, his assistant stuffed the car key into his hand.

"This is the car assigned to you by Mr. Feng, as well as my phone number and the housekeeper's phone number. If you have anything to do, you can call us right away."

Lu Qingzhou looked at the golden BMW in front of him. The Volkswagen he gave her last time was pretty good at driving, but she dared not touch this car.Just looking at the color and style, you can tell that the cost is not high, and the unfamiliar place and the direction of the driver's seat are also different from those in China. Her hand holding the key is a little trembling.

"Boy, where is Mr. Feng?"

Lu Qingzhou suddenly remembered Feng Ziyan's warning to her, and there was a trace of surprise in the assistant's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Mr. Feng is busy, Mrs. Feng, are you still busy?"

Lu Qingzhou's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Mrs. Feng, the assistant was the first person to call her Mrs. Feng. She has been married to Feng Ziyan for so long, and no one has ever called her that.The assistant's answer was too tricky, and Lu Qingzhou lost his soul when he called Mrs. Feng, so he couldn't feel that he didn't say anything.

Lu Qingzhou followed the butler who carried the luggage into the villa. After entering the villa, she found that there was not only the butler, but also many servants dressed as servants. Besides the butler, everyone else was oriental.

"Madam, your room is upstairs, please follow me."

The housekeeper led her upstairs, Lu Qingzhou opened the door and felt that everything looked familiar, because the furnishings in the room were exactly the same as they were in China, and she felt like coming home.

Feng Ziyan got off the plane and went straight to the set. When Director Guo saw his face, he was so excited that he almost cried.He had been looking forward to Feng Ziyan's coming to London for more than half a year, but he finally came and for some reason he still refused to film, and finally Su Ying came forward and he finally saw the deity driving in person.If he doesn't come again, he will die.

"It's time to start."

Feng Ziyan and other makeup artists helped him put on his makeup and walked to the camera neatly. Director Guo's eyes lit up, and he kept yelling for all departments to prepare.The last scene was successfully completed after two hours of filming. When Director Guo said OK, his tears came down mixed with sweat.

"Ziyan, thank you so much this time, I hope we can continue to cooperate."

Director Guo hit the snake with the stick after filming, and asked someone to pass a script, Feng Ziyan took the water from the set staff, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of his script: "Director Guo, after the film talk later."

He threw down his half-drinked water and left the set, leaving Director Guo behind him panting and shouting: "Zi Yan, remember to come to the new film press conference, you are the number one male."

Director Guo's words were thrown away by the sound of the car door closing, Feng Ziyan's heart was no longer anywhere.He drove straight to the villa in London, but he didn't press the remote control switch of the gate when he reached the gate.In the end, after going around the apartment twice, he drove the car away.

From last night until now, he has eaten nothing but water.Originally, I wanted to drive back to the villa for dinner, but my heart felt like a stone was blocked, and I couldn't be happy no matter what.After a long circle, he went to 110 Whitfield Avenue. When the chef brought out pots of delicate but very strong dishes, he suddenly lost his taste.

Thinking of it, no matter where he goes, he always wants to taste the local food.In the past, he thought it was a reward for his hard work, so every time he went to shoot a film, he would try his best to satisfy his appetite and curiosity. Because Director Guo’s film was shot in London, so the first half of this year He is almost always in London.

He will buy a villa in the place after more than half a year. The decoration of each villa will be like the villa he and Lu Qingzhou lived in. When there is no her, he will always feel like he is at home.

"Mr. Feng, what's the matter? Is it not delicious?"

Seeing that Feng Ziyan didn't move, the owner of the restaurant couldn't help but came over to ask.Feng Ziyan put down the knife and fork in his hand, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a tablecloth.

"President Feng?"

A female voice was so sharp that it made Feng Ziyan's cold face even more tense. The restaurant owner saw a woman with heavy make-up sitting down opposite Feng Ziyan gracefully and left knowingly.Shao Yulu took out a tip from her bag and handed it to the boss, speaking fluent English, "I want to order the same dishes as his."

Feng Ziyan pushed away the wooden chair and got up to leave, but the surprised expression on Shao Yulu's face disappeared immediately.

"Mr. Feng, it's rare for us to meet. After all, I'm a first-line artist in your company. Wouldn't it be nice to have a meal with you?"

(End of this chapter)