He probably said these four words after seeing the news.

Yan Han felt a little relieved at that moment, and this person had a little magic to her.

Ten hours after flying, the plane successfully landed at Paris Airport.

Yan Han replied under the "Safe All the Way": [Here, I'm back to my residence.]

A few minutes later, he came back and forth, and the two of them didn't contact each other anymore.

Yan Han was very busy next time. He stayed in Paris for two months and had never returned to China. He planned to wait for the New Year to go back.

But she didn't expect to see Se Quan in Paris in August.

That day she and her assistant went to a hotel with a bridal dress. When they passed by the lobby, the assistant suddenly grabbed her clothes.

She looked sideways, and in that second she saw Xi Quan standing with several men at the front desk.

Yan Han raised his eyebrows: Why is he here? Come on a business trip?

Xi Quan happened to notice her... At that time, only she and her assistant came in the hotel. The magnificent lobby seemed to be pierced by a ray of light at that moment, and he glanced subconsciously.

Then I saw my wife.

Yan Han and his eyes were intertwined for two seconds, then walked straight forward and didn't look.

When she arrived at the customer's hotel room, she changed her expression just now and smiled cleverly to say hello to someone.

The bride is Chinese and the groom is French. She will hold a wedding in Paris in a few days, and the dress was ordered two months ago.

Since her studio is five kilometers away and the bride is pregnant and motion sickness, she took her dress over.

After entering, the assistant brought the box into the bedroom and helped the bride change into her dress.

Yan Han stood by the living room window and wondered when Xi Quan came. He could only come on a business trip, and there was nothing else. Then he came and didn't tell her if she didn't meet her, would this bastard leave directly after finishing her work?

But let's go, and it's like that if you sue or not, she will no longer hope for his gentleness; she will tell her that she will have at most a meal, so she will drive him away by herself.

The bride changed her dress and came out, and Yan Han turned around to help with some small details.

At that moment, she glanced at a souvenir gift box on the coffee table.

Yan Han's thoughts slightly... It's time to hold a wedding, and all the invitations on the list should have been distributed, so this gift box...

Sure enough, when the bride walked to her, she just said, "Miss Yan, come to my wedding in two days." She pointed to the things on the coffee table and smiled sweetly, "I'll prepare it for you."

Yan Han lowered his head and adjusted his waist to the dress, smiled, "You're welcome."

"No, you must come. It was wonderful for my designer to come to the wedding."

Although Yan Han is quite busy, this client is an acquaintance and earns a lot of money for her every year. The so-called client is God. He sincerely invited him, and it is a scene like a wedding. It seems inappropriate not to go.

She didn't think much about it and nodded, "I must go and see the most beautiful display of this dress."

The bride immediately smiled sweetly, and then asked in a more pleasant and relaxed tone, "I heard you are already married? Miss Yan."

Yan Han nodded, "It's over."

"Oh my God, how old are you, why are you getting married?"

Yan Han paused his hand on the dress slightly, and then replied with a smile: "I met true love."

"Wow~" the other party immediately exclaimed, "Is it too happy to meet true love at this age?"

Yan Han slowly turned behind the bride to adjust, and put away the smile on his face, "Yes, it's very happy to meet." When she met, her life was barely complete.

The bride didn't see her expression, and when she heard her say these words softly, she felt beautiful, "I'll accept your blessing, it's great."

Yan Han: "..." Don't take this blessing randomly, it's over.

She coughed lightly and continued to do it.

The bride was very interested in her and asked again: "Who is your husband? Let me see which young talent can eat Miss Yan like our rose."

Yan Han smiled faintly, "Xi Quan."

The bride was stunned, "That president of the Xi Group?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

"I met him in the United States two months ago! He took a picture of a diamond necklace of hundreds of millions!!"

Yan Han raised his eyes.

The bride kept sighing: "A super handsome man, I asked my husband at that time, and he told me that he was the president of Xi. It's incredible that you actually married him!"

She smiled: "Yeah."

"Oh my God, did he give it to you with that necklace?"

"Yeah." She smiled.

The bride seemed to be trapped in a fairy tale world and couldn't extricate herself: "It's too romantic, is someone else in Paris? You can bring your husband to the wedding banquet at that time."

The person he had just met flashed through Yan Han's mind, but he still shook his head: "He is not here, he is on a business trip in Indonesia." She didn't even know when he came and when he left, so of course she couldn't think about it.

In the past two months, the two have only made phone calls twice, but grandma is still unwell. She called him after she learned about it.

He was in the hospital at the time, answered the phone and said a few words to her before giving the phone call to his grandma, and returned to him a few minutes later.

She didn't know what to say. After she clearly wanted to forget him, she seemed to have been trying hard to restrain herself. She didn't say anything she shouldn't say, and even save as much as she should say.

He casually said that he had met her father recently and had a meal and he was in good health.

She said thank you, and then she died. She called again two days later, repeated the above operation process, and finally said goodbye to him, that's it.

Because grandma is not serious, she did not go back.

Then there was no contact afterwards.

The two have been married for a perfect couple during this period.

But she said she didn't want him to be fake. Although she tried her best to resist asking about his current situation when she called, she would be half a minute after she died. If she couldn't draw pictures, she would be full of him.

When she couldn't sleep late at night, she still wanted to get into his arms. In the past, when the two of them slept in the same bed, she would definitely try every means to sleep quietly beside him.

But now she just thought about it and told herself that she didn’t plan to continue to love? What else is she thinking about?

Although it has little effect at the moment, she has a habit of quitting.

In the past, she would regularly check Xi's official website and official account, look at his work schedule, and look at his face, but she had already quit this habit. She was quite pleased that she had quit overnight.

The bride in front of her heard that he was not in Paris and said regretfully: "What a pity, I want to see you and your wife. Standing together will definitely be super pleasing to the eye."

Yan Han recalled, well, it looks good to both of them standing together, but that is soulless.

Finally put on the dress, the bride happily circled around. Yan Han took out his mobile phone and recorded a short paragraph and posted it on WeChat Moments: Today's small achievements.

Unexpectedly, one minute later, Xi Quan commented below: [Would you like to have dinner together?]

Yan Han:???

Thinking that Mr. Xi shouldn’t have many people added on WeChat, and some are also his business partners, so no one here should have seen his comment.

She replied directly: [I'm sorry, I'm sorry.]

Unexpectedly, the Internet Addicted Seaman replied again: [Why are you not free? Just a meal.]

Yan Han thought to himself that you would go to your client to eat, otherwise you would go to your special assistant secretary to eat, so why would you think about me?

And you bastard obviously pretended to call me for dinner when you saw me, otherwise you might have escaped.

She really has no time today and wants to go back to get another dress.

Yan Han replied to him: [I'm busy, eat it myself.]

After that, she put away her cell phone and chatted with the bride for a few more words. Then she finished work and took her assistant away. Before leaving, the bride gave her a souvenir and repeatedly told her to attend the wedding.

Yan Han agreed.

When I arrived at the underground parking lot, I had some accident.

The assistant went up to start the car, but it hadn't started for a minute.

Yan Han looked sideways: "What's wrong? It's broken?"

"I don't know what's going on. Are you doing well from time to time just now?" The assistant pressed the start button again, but after a slight sound, it didn't start successfully.

Yan Han: "If you can check the car, open the hood and take a look."

"This technique is a bit difficult, sister."

Yan Han laughed, "Then I won't watch it either."

Assistant: "Maybe it was raining at the door of the studio last night. It was so rainy in Paris last night. Otherwise, would you call your brother-in-law?"

Yan Han immediately turned his head and thought to himself that I would rather spend the night in the garage than call him.

But after a while, a familiar figure appeared at the elevator entrance.

Yan Han was leaning against the front of the car at that time and was about to call to find someone to solve the problem. He raised his eyes and touched his eyes.

Xi Quan walked straight up and asked when he came to her, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes." She lowered her eyes and continued to dial the phone, and then told the people there that the car was broken.
To be continued...