The 101st Hot Love

"Morning exercise."

"But you just... Lu Yanchen... Um..."

Lin Qiao could not imagine that Lu Yanchen had finished the morning exercise for two hours.

She's tossed now. She just wants to sleep upside down, okay! What the hell is dragging her to take her to France?!

Until she got on his private plane, she didn't react. "There are still a lot of work to be done in the company, and I didn't say hello to brother Qian. Why did you suddenly take me to France?"

Lu Yanchen said coldly, "I've said hello to Xiao Ziqian. You just finished the competition and need to relax."

"What I need most is sleep, Lu Yanchen. People know how to hurt their girlfriend. Why are you so domineering here?"

"I think... You are very satisfied with my performance. After all, I should be the tired person."

Linqiao's eyes twitched slightly. Just close your eyes and ignore him.

After a while, linqiao went to sleep. Vaguely felt Lu Yanchen holding her hand and gently kissing her lips.

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All the way, they soon arrived at the City villa in the center of Paris, France.

After a day of jet lag, when Lin Qiao woke up, it was noon the next day.

The villa was empty. She was wearing a white shirt, barefoot and long hair. She came down from upstairs and shouted, "Lu Yanchen, where are you?"

The strange environment, even if it is warm, will make her feel a little afraid.

Below the revolving stairs, a French Maid said in fluent Chinese, "madam, are you awake?"

Lin Qiao was stunned and pointed to himself, "are you calling me?"

The maid smiled and said, "yes."

Lin Qiao was a little confused when his wife called.

After being ignorant, I feel a little happy again.

"Have you seen Lu Yanchen? I can't find him."

"Sir, I went out to meet my friends. I told you before I left. If you wake up and stay alone, he will be back in two hours." the maid said respectfully, "madam, are you ready to eat now or?"

"I'm not hungry. I want to walk around. Don't worry about me. Go and be busy."

This is Lu Yanchen's private property in France. It is located in a villa with its own courtyard in the center of Paris.

There are only about a dozen villas in the city. People who can buy real estate here are not just rich.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiao couldn't help sighing.

A long time ago, the development of the Lu family was far less than that of the Lin family, but just a few years after Lu Yanchen took over, the Lu Group has become one of the largest international enterprises in the world. But the Lin family

Oh.

Or don't think about these, affect the mood.

She turned and went upstairs, changed into a waist high black dress, simplified her makeup, and went out with a small handbag.

Now that he has come to the shopping center in Paris, it's a waste of Lu Yanchen's efforts not to go out for a walk.

Crowded streets.

Three or three people walking in company passed by Lin Qiao one by one.

She's alone.

Suddenly I thought of my sister lino.

When she was there, they often came here. Lin Nuo liked shopping, fashion and the trend of major valuable brands. Lin Qiao followed her like a little attendant and listened to Lin Nuo's knowledge of various fashion circles in Phuket.

However, Lin Qiao was always surprised at how much she knew, but she had no interest in in in-depth understanding.

Now, I really hate that I didn't know my sister more.

Not far away, a figure suddenly appeared in the folded crowd.

Her body shape, hairstyle and dressing habits are the same as lino.

Lin Qiao's heart suddenly startled, ran out of the crowd and chased after him.

"Sister!"

She shouted in defiance of her image.

The man walked very fast, and there were too many people in the center of Paris. She chased for a long time and was blocked by the crowd. She never caught up.

But the figure did not appear now, and it had been hanging in Lin Qiao's heart.

She felt more and more that it was her sister!

Chase, chase, chase far away.

The crowded crowd slowly became loose, and the same figure as lino disappeared.

"Sister! Is that you?" Lin Qiao shouted in the direction of her disappearance.

But in response to her, only passers-by looked at her like a psycho.

And ridicule in fluent English.

Lin Qiao knocked his head hard and regretted that he couldn't.

If I had been a little faster just now, I might have caught up!

After walking a distance further, Lin Qiao decided that he would never see the figure similar to his sister again. Lin Qiao had to give up and turn back the same way.

Then she found a very magical thing.

She's lost.

This is a very famous pedestrian street in Paris. Hundreds of streets crisscross. Each street is almost the same. What's more sad is that there are absolutely no taxis!

She looked around and pulled several passers-by to ask for directions, but with an open mouth, she found that she had forgotten to ask the maid Lu Yanchen's specific address.

despair.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Lu Yanchen. Suddenly a man came to the crowd.

He has beautiful eyebrows and eyes, fair skin, a pair of light blue eyes, pure and lovely, and looks like white moonlight.

"Miss, are you lost?" his voice was just like his appearance, nice and gentle.

Lin Qiao put away the phone he hadn't dialed yet. "Yes, do you know where the nearest villa group is? My family lives there."

"Coincidentally, my home is there too. Do you need me to lead you back?"

Lin Qiao looked at him with some vigilance and said politely, "no, just tell me how to go. Thank you."

He took a panoramic view of Lin Qiao's small movements and said with a smile: "don't worry, miss. I just saw you lost and kindly came out to help. I'm not a bad person. Moreover, there will be passers-by all the way from here to the villa area. You don't need to worry about my plot against you."

Linqiao is still struggling.

But think of what he said, it seems that there is some truth.

After all, this is in the center of Paris. I don't think he would dare to treat her in public, so he dispelled his fear, "that's troublesome."

They walked all the way back to the villa area and back to their own door. Lin Qiao was very grateful, "I'm home. Thank you so much!"

The man said with a smile, "it's no need to be so polite."

"Which building do you live in? Can you tell me if it's convenient? We can visit each other." Lin Qiao actually wants to know his address and go to thank Lu Yanchen when he comes back.

But she clearly saw a look of disdain on the corner of the man's mouth opposite.

A car with a French Paris license plate came from the end of the road.

The man took out his handkerchief and handed it to Lin Qiao. "This is a gift for you. If we have fate, we'll see you again."

Lin Qiao took over. The Navy silk handkerchief has an excellent touch. In the corner of the handkerchief, a regular script Lu character is displayed with silk thread, which is very beautiful.

"Are you also Lu? Are you Chinese?"

Lin Qiao looked up curiously. The man who was just in front of him didn't know when he had disappeared.

The car drove slowly to the front and stopped at the door of the villa.

When the door opened, Lu Yanchen came down from the car and saw that she was stunned there, still holding a man's handkerchief in her hand. She immediately frowned, "what are you doing?"