Flash Marriage Ex-wife, Don't Flee

In the next few days, an Zichen and Yan Nuoqi enjoyed a quiet time.

On the streets of Paris, a few street painters can be seen writing and painting on their own drawing boards facing the pedestrian streets.

Sitting in the coffee shop with beautiful and elegant environment on the corner, looking at all kinds of passers-by outside through the transparent glass, Yan Nuoqi was relaxed these days: "life has passed so fast, unknowingly it has been as long as half a month. In retrospect, I still think I arrived in Paris yesterday. "

An Zichen, sitting opposite, smiled and agreed with Yan Nuoqi: "Paris is very beautiful, she is also very charming, which can make everyone who has come reluctant to leave. Even if she leaves, she will never forget."

Yan Nuoqi stirred the thick coffee in the cup with a spoon, and the cup mouth rose to release bursts of hot air: "unfortunately, this day is coming to an end. After returning home, I will miss here very much."

Looking out of the window, a couple across the street shared the same cup of dessert. Inexplicably, Yan Nuoqi's deepest memories hidden in the bottom of her heart were excavated,

They were so close before they married Ouyang Jin. Like the same person. How did you get to where you are today?

Yan Nuoqi was fascinated until an Zichen's hand shook twice in front of her eyes.

"What are you looking at? I didn't respond to so many calls." Looking along Yan Nuoqi's line of sight, an Zichen didn't see anything particularly noticeable.

Yannuoqi shook her head: "nothing."

She is not a person who takes everything out to say. Something is only suitable for her to put in her heart and digest it slowly by herself.

It can be seen that Yan Nuoqi didn't want to tell herself that an Zichen didn't ask. The melodious piano music in the cafe set off the atmosphere. An Zichen affectionately looked at Yan Nuoqi: "if you like it, I'll come with you every year in the future."

Yan Nuoqi was stunned, then turned her attention to the coffee cup she held in her hand and didn't speak. No one is sure what will happen in the future, and she is not sure whether she will accept an Zichen in the end.

Seeing Yan Nuoqi's silence, an Zichen also knew what the other party's attitude represented.

Silence slowly spread between the two people. When an Zichen kept thinking about the topic, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

An Zichen whispered to Yan Nuoqi and left for a while, then got up and walked in the direction of the bathroom. When an Zichen saw the string of numbers, her eyebrows had wrinkled together and reluctantly picked up her mobile phone. Her voice was far from enthusiastic when she was with Yan Nuoqi: "what's the matter?"

I don't know what the other side said. An Zichen's eyebrows are getting deeper and deeper. Put that over there and finish saying, an Zichen's voice was cold: "I know. I'll hang up if it's all right."

Xu said something opposite. An Zichen began to be impatient: "I know, just leave it alone."

Then, regardless of whether the person opposite had anything else to do, he hung up his cell phone directly. Turning on the tap, an Zichen splashed water on his face. Stand up and look at your reflection in the mirror and sneer.

Clean your hands and an Zichen walks back to his seat. Yan Nuoqi looked at an Zichen kindly and smiled: "is there something urgent?"

Two people came to Paris for half a month, she has never seen an Zichen answer the phone. This is also the reason why I asked when I saw an Zichen answer the phone today.

An Zichen shook his head and sighed, "things at home."

Yannuoqi nodded and stopped talking. She knows she has no position to take care of other people's family affairs. Her mood was lower than before an Zichen left. When an Zichen answered the phone and left, she saw a Rolls Royce. There was no one else sitting in it, but Ouyang Jin, who had not been seen for many days.

In the half month when I came to Paris, I never saw Ouyang Jin again the next day, except that I met Ouyang Jin on the first day, which caused me a little trouble.

An Zichen looked at Yan Nuoqi and continued: "it was my father who just called. He knew I was in Paris, and the son of his current partner happened to be in Paris to deal with his branch in Paris. Today, the other party held a reception in the hotel, and I happened to be in Paris. So my family wants me to attend. "

Yannuoqi didn't understand why the other party would tell herself this. Although I felt inexplicable, I still had to go on: "it's good. I can just stay in the hotel at night. I'm not a child. I need someone to accompany me every day. "

An Zichen rubbed the wall of the coffee cup in his hand: "I lack a partner. I don't know. Would you like to go with me?"

Yannuoqi wanted to refuse. She always hated this kind of business party. However, for so many days in Paris, almost all the expenses are paid by the other party. If you can help the other party, you naturally have to help. Thinking of this, Yan Nuoqi nodded: "OK."

An Zichen smiled bitterly. He hoped that Yan Nuoqi would refuse him.

The two left the coffee shop. An Zichen took Yan Nuoqi to the mall to choose the evening dress for the evening party.

"I'm in a hurry. It's too late to make clothes. The top floor of this mall was designed by the famous designer Lee himself. There is only one set for each piece. That's why his works can't be seen in major fashion shows. If you want to see it, you can only come here, and you don't accept trying it on. "

An Zichen accompanied Yan Nuoqi and introduced the mall to Yan Nuoqi. Yan Nuoqi looked at the environment of the mall. The first floor sold all kinds of high-end skin care products and cosmetics.

Follow an Zichen to the elevator, just as the elevator has just reached the first floor. When the two arrived, they went in without waiting.

An Zichen pressed the button on the 20th floor. The elevator slowly closed the door and began to move upward.

The transparent elevator allows people sitting inside to see the scenery outside. As the elevator rose higher and higher, Yan Nuoqi's body began to become unnatural and her look became nervous.

An Zichen noticed the other party's abnormality and couldn't help being nervous: "noqi, what's the matter with you?"

Yan Nuoqi's eyes didn't dare to move at will: "I... I'm afraid of heights."

Smelling the speech, an Zichen took the other party into his arms, buried the other party's head in his chest, held Yan Nuoqi with both hands, and one of them kept patting back and forth along Yan Nuoqi's back: "OK, OK, so he's not afraid."

With a "Ding", the elevator door moved slowly to both sides. An Zichen held Yan Nuoqi's hand and walked out.

Out of the elevator, an Zichen quickly looked at Yan Nuoqi's situation: "are you okay?"

Yannuoqi shook her head: "I'm fine."

Even so. However, Yan Nuoqi's line of sight has been avoiding the handrail on one side. From there, you can always see the first floor.

An Zichen noticed the line of sight and quietly blocked the handrail with his body: "it's me. I don't know you're afraid of heights."

Yannuoqi shook her head: "I'm the one who caused you trouble."

Before long, a shop appeared in front of them. Named after the designer, the name of the Bohemian store stands still on the plaque.

At the door, two tall and excellent looking girls saw two people saying "welcome" in sweet French.

An Zichen took out the black card in his bag, which was the identity of the senior VIP of the store. After showing the card, the two men let them in.

Holding Yan Nuoqi's hand into the shop, an Zichen picked the clothes inside.

Yan Nuoqi looked at the clothes in the room. In addition to being amazing, she was still amazing. She had no picky heart of an Zichen. The clothes designed by top designers are casually taken out, and Yan Nuoqi will be very happy to wear them.

Yan Nuoqi, who was in a state of surprise, suddenly heard an Zichen calling her voice. Yan Nuoqi looked over and saw an Zichen and a salesperson holding a dress in their hands, but their eyes looked at themselves.

Knowing that she was distracted again, Yan Nuoqi smiled with shame. How could she be so worthless!

An Zichen didn't mind and continued to ask Yan Nuoqi's opinion: "how about this suit?"

Yan Nuoqi felt that every dress here was good. At this time, seeing the one chosen by an Zichen, Yan Nuoqi could only nod: "good."

An Zichen shook his head and smiled helplessly: "you, even if you like it, it depends on the style and size!"

When an Zichen said this, Yan Nuoqi noticed that although the clothes in the store were beautiful and exquisite, their sizes were different.

Choose your own size clothes. An Zichen has found another one over there. The men's is a white slim suit, while the women's is a silk skirt with a pearl and a broken diamond.

Imagining the effect of this dress on Yan Nuoqi, an Zichen asked the waiter to put the two clothes together.

After choosing the clothes, I turned back to find Yan Nuoqi. I found that Fang Zheng was concentrating on looking at a milky white skirt. Even an Zichen came forward and Yan Nuoqi didn't find it.

The skirt style is generous and simple without too much decoration. It gives people a sense of vision that is introverted but not publicized.

"Like this one?" An Zichen asked softly.