Little Runaway Wife:Enter the Wrong President's Room

She said she would kill herself? It gave him a thrill of fear.

He knew that it was possible for her to do that, which made him really afraid. Did he force her too hard?

But if he let go, would she still belong to him? Obviously not.

She simply resisted the marriage, how could she be willing to be with him.

He wants her to be in his sphere of influence. What she thinks and what she wants to do is completely under his control, so that she won't leave him!

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That night, ou zhehao did not share a room with her. LAN Xinyue lay on the bed of the room and soon fell asleep.

Maybe it was the fatigue of the journey. She didn't wake up from her sleep until in the afternoon, when the hot red sun gradually fell down the mountain.

She gets up fresh and clean, combs and dresses up, then looks after her potted plants on the windowsill.

At this time, there was a soft knock outside the door. With LAN Xinyue's permission, the housekeeper came into her room and bowed to her

"The master is out on business. Does the lady want to have dinner?"

"No, I want to go out for a walk."

LAN Xinyue shakes her head and hears that Ou zhehao is not here. She is subconsciously relieved.

After washing in the bathroom, LAN Xinyue left the castle.

She walked quietly in the streets of Paris until dusk.

It was not until she saw a Chinese restaurant that Lan Xinyue went in.

There are many people eating in the restaurant, and the appearance of LAN Xinyue did not attract much attention.

The waiter brought the menu and asked her to order.

After ordering, LAN Xinyue sat down in her seat, waiting for her dinner.

After a while, a tall and strong figure came into the restaurant. All the people in the restaurant were shocked by his aura and looked up.

Blue heart Yue see everyone's reaction feel strange, is about to side face to see past, the tall figure has come to the opposite of her table, then elegant sit down.

He has a handsome face, deep black eyes and curly black hair. Ou zhehao's sexy lips are raised slightly. His eyes are staring at LAN Xinyue, who is opposite him

"Since you don't like eating at home, it's the same here."

LAN Xinyue looks at the elegant ou zhehao sitting at the opposite table with a little surprise. Unexpectedly, he will come to this Chinese restaurant.

Ou zhehao's eyes are shining gently at her, and LAN Xinyue's face turns slightly to look around. The guests at the table are all eating quietly, their bodies are stiff, and their eating movements are also very stiff. They are very careful when knives and forks touch the porcelain plates, for fear that a little noise will disturb them.

After a while, the waiter respectfully delivered a variety of delicious meals, including several famous dishes and many local specialties.

Looking at this table full of delicious dishes, the eyes of the guests at other tables are shocked. There are so many rich and delicious dishes in the restaurant. Why don't they be on the menu, and usually no guests order them?

At this time, there are two young ladies with beautiful faces coming to the restaurant, waiting for LAN Xinyue and Ou zhehao.

LAN Xinyue glanced at them, but they were very beautiful! Ice muscle yingche, Fengshen Yeli's appearance, body curly, slender scallion fingers like jade! I really don't know how they come here to be waiters. Is it because they serve ou zhehao?

Ou zhehao on the table is smiling. His eyes never look at them. His gentle eyes always fall on LAN Xinyue.

He told the waitress to put LAN Xinyue's favorite food on her plate, which was piled as high as a mountain.

Blue heart Yue Cu Cu Xiu Mei, she simply can't eat so much food.

In the middle of the meal, LAN Xinyue looks at the restaurant and finds that there are only two of them left in the bright restaurant.

There are Zhang Heng and two bodyguards outside the restaurant. In this Chinese restaurant, only the people who go out are not allowed to enter, so the people who go out are not allowed to enter. Over time, only ou zhehao and LAN Xinyue are left in the restaurant.

LAN Xinyue has almost finished eating. She puts down the tableware.

Ou zhehao looks at her and stops to eat. He gently wipes the corners of his mouth with a white napkin, and says to her with a glimmer of black eyes

"Lan Xinyue, give me your right hand."

Blue heart Yue Zheng Zheng, but did not speak, meekness of the white delicate right hand stretched over.

Ou zhehao holds it gently with his left hand. With his other hand, he takes out a small exquisite jewelry box from his pocket, takes out a big diamond ring from it, and then puts it on her slender ring finger.

"I'm sorry to give you a wedding ring for such a long time. This ring is the only one in the world that can be called you."

Ou zhehao looked at her apologetically and said that he also wore another male diamond ring of the same type on his left ring finger, which was specially designed and made by him.

Ou zhehao stares at the diamond ring with bright light shining on the fingertips of lanxinyue, which gives him a really novel feeling. It means that she belongs to his deep mark, his heart is filled with a very full feeling, joy, and there is a note of warm water sliding into the heart.

"Wedding ring?"

LAN Xinyue stares at the colorful diamond ring flashing on her fingertips, which means that she has become ou zhehao's person, and a trace of shame suddenly rises in her heart.

She held out her left hand.

"No, don't take it down. It's always on. I love it. "

Ou zhehao quickly stops LAN Xinyue from pulling out. Her deep black eyes are full of bright and deep light, which is as deep as the red sunset. LAN Xinyue looks at him and doesn't pull out any more.

After dinner, ou zhehao walks out of the restaurant with LAN Xinyue's hand. It's already dusk outside. The colorful neon lights on the street make the town bright.

Zhang Heng had already prepared the car and waited at the door. His expressionless face showed a respectful look when he saw ou zhehao and LAN Xinyue.

"Boss, madam, please get in the car."

He opened the door respectfully, and the carriage of the extended streamline elegant noble car was very spacious.

Two people immediately got on the car, ou zhehao held LAN Xinyue on his strong and strong knee, and pressed her slightly cold face against his hot and broad chest.

The sleek car slid out slowly and drove fast on the colorful street.

Blue heart Yue delicate cheek slightly stiff, she looked up to see Ou zhe Hao Youliang black pupil jump up a familiar spark, want to free from his arms.

Ou zhehao's big hand is on her slender back, holding her firmly in his arms. He stares at her and says in a low voice: