The splendid large villa is like a castle, with luxurious decorations and decorations everywhere, and a number of servants working carefully.

The atmosphere was a little too quiet, with the only sound of the clock ticking.

After Fei Yunxiang returned to France and lived for a while, everything seemed to be back on track, and he became the gentle and considerate uncle he once was.

Only Ziling knows what kind of storm she endures every night.

She wanted to escape, but where could she escape in this strange country?

And every day at dawn, Fei Yunxiang apologized to her again, saying that he was too afraid of losing Ziling and that it was difficult for him.

He cried that he was a useless person and was afraid that Ziling would leave. He had nothing left, and Ziling's love was the only life-saving rope he could hold on to.

Zi Ling is soft-hearted and always feels guilty by his rhetoric. In addition, Fei Yunxiang sends gifts and surprises from time to time. She seems to have become accustomed to this kind of life.

But Jiang Zhanpeng's call disrupted her seemingly peaceful life. Her father's sad tone and words about not being able to survive made Ziling completely panic.

"Yunfan, something happened to dad, something happened to dad, please help me, please? I want to go back, I want to go back to save him!"

Fei Yunxiang was sitting in a wheelchair and was reading a book. When he heard what she said, he slammed the book tightly on the small table beside him.

"Go back? Do you want to go back to China to find Chu Lian and rekindle the old relationship, don't you! Don't you?"

He pinched Zi Ling's cheek fiercely, not caring about her trembling body as she knelt down in fear, her expression getting more and more crazy.

"I'm not good enough for you? Why do you always want to escape? Am I too good to you? Hmm?"

Zi Ling was so frightened that her face was wet with tears as if they were broken, and her words were forced to be slurred.

"Yes, dad... dad, it's true, it's four..."

After a few seconds of pause, Fei Yunxiang's eyes almost made a hole in the person in front of him. Of course he knew that what Ziling said was true. Jiang's was bankrupt. He received the news immediately. It can be said that this

There is also a lot of his handwriting in it.

If it weren't for Jiang Zhanpeng, his wedding wouldn't have become such a big joke.

With a push of the person next to him and a look, the servant next to him handed him a warm towel to wipe his hands with.

The towel stained with her tears hit Zi Ling hard. Fei Yunxiang watched her expression return to a calm look and spoke in a calm tone.

"Remember, no matter where you are, you are mine. Don't try to be like your father. Otherwise, I will not let you, your father, and that man go."

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Jiang Muyun, who had been preparing for a long time, stood on the largest stage in country M and showed off her grace with the most representative dance of the Chinese people. At the same time, the whole world knew about this young dancer from China, who used her dance to show the culture of China.

Style.

The name of the young Chinese dancer Jiang Muyun is resounding both at home and abroad.

When the audience in the audience cheered for her, Jiang Muyun felt hot inside, and tears flowed out.

Putting her palm on her beating heart, she felt at that moment that the original body must have seen it.

Her wish came true.

A bouquet of bright red roses appeared in front of Jiang Muyun. Several people who had just arrived backstage gave way to a space. A man in a dark formal suit knelt on one knee and held a huge diamond ring in his other hand.

"Congratulations on completing your dream, so are you willing to give me a chance to make my dream come true?"

Jiang Muyun smiled helplessly. This man used such incomprehensible words to propose marriage.

In the past few years, he had been busy dancing, and he never said much. He accompanied her almost every day, asking for help, and he was as idle as an unemployed vagrant. However, he was also fulfilling the promise he made to himself and working hard to learn to take care of others.

Even after he agreed to be with him, he didn't change anything. It seemed that he would continue to do what he decided to do, and he was so persistent that it was cute.

It is impossible to say that I am not moved.

"If you don't agree, then I will come again next time. In short, I will wait until you agree to me."

After just a few words of praise, he was knocked back to his original state. Jiang Muyun burst out laughing. Quan Yousen's face was still as usual, as steady as an old cow, but his slightly trembling hands and already red ears revealed that he was at this moment.

How nervous.

"Well, I have no benefit from helping you realize your dream."

"What's yours is yours, what's mine is still yours, everything is yours, please give me a chance."

Satisfied with being so humble, Jiang Muyun stretched out his right hand and said, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you put it on me quickly?"

Amid the cheers and cheers of the people around them, they made a lifelong promise to stay together. Quan Yusen's kiss was fleeting, and it was gone at the first touch.

With his heart beating wildly under his shirt, his ears so red, and surrounded by fresh mint, Jiang Muyun smiled happily. He was really a shy guy.

Next, it was time to return to China to prepare for the wedding. Zhang Shun heard that he had ended his trip around the world early, which made an uncle feel very sad, but he did not dare to express his anger.

Even though I was low-key enough to get off the plane, I was still caught by reporters who got the news in advance.

There is no other reason. One thing is Jiang Muyun's outstanding performance abroad, and the other is that an "acquaintance" reportedly broke the news that the man whose boyfriend was stolen by his own sister was Jiang Muyun.

Nowadays, she has a successful career, is excellent and beautiful, and is simply the best example of counterattack and slap in the face!

Therefore, newspapers are vying to report on it, for fear of not grabbing the headlines.

"Ms. Jiang, now that you have become famous, will you forgive your sister for what she did to you?"

"Do you still have contact with your sister?"

"Do you know that your father is bankrupt? Will you lend a helping hand?"

"What do you think about your sister stealing your boyfriend and marrying someone else?"

Each one had their microphones stretched out and spoke sharply, waiting for Jiang Muyun to speak so that he could add his own understanding and put it on the news tomorrow.

Jiang Muyun raised her right hand, the huge diamond sparkled extremely, and she smiled brightly.

"I'm getting ready to get married. I've let go of the past a long time ago, so you guys will bless me!"

What she doesn't know is that tomorrow's news headline will be that the young Chinese dancer Jiang Muyun revealed that her mysterious rich boyfriend had a flash marriage. He has long since let go of the past, and reporters would have written about it anyway.

After finally getting rid of the group of reporters, I received a call from Zhang Shun as soon as I got in the car.

"Mom, we just got in the car and are ready to come back."
Chapter completed!