Chapter 229: Common Girl VS Hong Kong Capital Tycoon 20
Understanding the meaning in the man's eyes, she nodded hurriedly, "Go, why not?"

If Chen Zhongyuan really took another woman on a business trip to France, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Aya felt very upset when she learned that Mr. Chen took Yu Yao to France on a business trip.

But he didn't say anything, nor did he show any unhappiness.

"Mr. Chen, do you want me to notify the business jet?"

Aya asked in a low voice.

Mr. Chen owns several private jets, one of which is specifically used for business trips.

"No, just book the flight."

Chen Zhongyuan whispered.

A look of surprise flashed in Aya's eyes. This was the first time that Mr. Chen went on a business trip without taking a private jet.

Especially going to a place as far away as France.

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

Aya responded respectfully and quickly went to book a flight.

……

Get home from get off work.

"Dad, I'm going on a business trip to France with my boss the day after tomorrow, so I won't be home for the next few days."

Yu Yao curled up on the sofa and said to Yu Yuanlin.

Yu Yuanlin was stunned and looked at her sideways. "A business trip, or to France? How many days?"

"I'm not sure how many days it will take, probably five or six days."

she whispered.

Yu Yuanqing was sitting next to her, browsing his phone. He looked at his sister and frowned, "Ayao, I remember you don't know French, right? You're going to France blindly, right?"

Yu Yao's face stiffened slightly, and she just remembered this question: the original owner didn't seem to understand French.

If we don't speak the same language, how will we communicate?

"Then I'll study French tonight..."

Having said that, she stood up and went back to her room.

Yu Yuanlin and Yu Yuanqing, father and son, looked at each other in bewilderment. Would this last-minute cram schooling really be useful?
"If you don't study hard normally, what's the point of cramming at the last minute?"

Liang Huifang couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.

"You should say less. It's better to understand something at the last minute than to not understand anything at all."

Yu Yuanlin's face fell and he glared at Liang Huifang.

I regret not letting my daughter learn French when she was in school.

Liang Huifang curled her lips, but said nothing more and went to watch TV.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the business trip.

Yu Yao packed her luggage and went to the airport with Chen Zhongyuan.

The two quickly boarded the plane.

It was a first-class cabin, in the first row, window seat 1A. Chen Zhongyuan had his legs crossed. Today he was not as formal as usual.

He was wearing a classic black shirt and suit pants, with no tie. His buttons were open, revealing his full Adam's apple that rose and fell slightly when he spoke.

The light curtain coming in from the porthole fell on the man's profile and shoulders, as if the light had taken shape around him.

Yu Yao sat next to him.

Sitting behind were several bodyguards in black with stern faces.

She didn't understand why she had to bring bodyguards on a business trip to France.

But thinking that a big boss like Chen Zhongyuan might pay special attention to personal safety, he didn't say anything.

The plane had not taken off yet, Chen Zhongyuan was on a transatlantic phone call.

Yu Yao picked her fingers out of boredom.

After about a few minutes, Chen Zhongyuan hung up the phone.

He glanced at her sideways, casually took her hand and played with it, and said softly: "It will take 12 to 14 hours to fly to Paris. If you feel tired, just lean on me and sleep. I will call you when we get there."

"Not tired yet."

Yu Yao smiled faintly, but she felt a little bored.

The plane took off quickly and flew into the clouds, breaking through the clouds and fog like an eagle spreading its wings.

Looking at the endless sea of ​​clouds outside the window, she had a feeling of soaring in the sky, and couldn't help but miss the previous world, the realm of immortals and demons.

I don't know if they are okay.

She squinted and looked out the window, her eyes lost in reminiscence.

"Tongtong, when I left the last plane, were Mo Jin, Demon Lord Fentian, and my children all okay?"

She couldn't help but ask in her heart.

"Your children are fine, but Mo Jin and Demon Lord Fentian are not so good. They guard your demon body every day and never go anywhere, just like the wife-waiting stone. They are so sad that their hair has turned white. Tsk tsk, so pitiful."

The system really felt sorry for the two men. The years of life as immortals and demons were long, and they couldn't die. Unfortunately, the woman they loved was gone. I don't know how hard it was to endure the loneliness and pain.

Yu Yao fell silent after hearing this. She felt very complicated and couldn't help but ask, "Tongtong, can you show me the scene after death in the previous plane?"

"can."

The system did not reject it and quickly showed it to her.

A screen suddenly appeared in front of Yu Yao, and only she could see this screen.

In Chen Zhongyuan's view, Yu Yao was just sitting there in a daze.

In the picture, there is an endless sea of ​​demons, with rolling demonic fog, no birds or beasts, and no living creatures.

Her demonic body was sealed by a huge piece of ten-thousand-year-old black ice, floating quietly in the center of the Ten Thousand Demons Sea.

Mo Jin was guarding there.

His appearance had not changed, he was still as handsome as ever, but his three thousand strands of black hair had turned snow-white, without a single trace of black.

His eyes were empty and expressionless, with endless sadness in them.

The Demon Lord strolled around the ten thousand year old black ice, tears flashing in his eyes, and he gently stroked the ten thousand year old black ice that sealed her demon body.

Tender narration over and over again.

"Where have you been, little thing? Tell me and I'll go find you, okay?"

"I really miss you. The days without you are really hard to bear. I can't hold on any longer..."

"Come and take me away, I will follow you to the ends of the earth..."

She could feel the grief of the two men through the screen.

Yu Yao could no longer control her tears and suddenly felt that she was a bad person.

But she has been in that world for 10 years. Immortals and demons are immortal, so she can't stay in that dimension forever, right?
Seeing her suddenly burst into tears.

Chen Zhongyuan was startled. He reached out and turned her head over to face him. He gently wiped her tears and said softly, "Baby pig, why are you crying?"

Yu Yao looked at the man in front of her, shook her head slightly, and said in a choked voice: "Nothing, I just remembered some bad things."

"Silly boy, why bother thinking about the past? Close your eyes and have a good rest."

Chen Zhongyuan reached out and pulled her head against him, holding her in his big arms, his voice gentle.

Yu Yao didn't say a word and fell asleep on him in a daze, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Chen Zhongyuan looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes and felt his heart was pulled tight, he felt very distressed.

What past events did she recall that made her so sad?

As he was about to get off the plane, he asked someone to investigate the matter.

If anyone dares to hurt her...

Chen Zhongyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his look full of danger.

A dozen hours later, the plane landed at Paris Charles de Gaulle Airport.

"BB Pig, we're here, wake up..."

Yu Yao slept all the way, and vaguely heard someone calling her in a half-asleep state.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a magnified handsome face with a gentle expression, staring at her.

It was Chen Zhongyuan.

"Are you awake?" The man raised his eyebrows when he saw her open her eyes.

She nodded, sat up, and saw that the plane had landed, so she knew they had arrived in Paris.

The flight lasted more than ten hours. Fortunately, the rest environment and comfort were very good, and I did not feel any discomfort throughout the whole journey.

The two got up and got off the plane.

After leaving the airport hall, at the end of the VIP channel, a black Bentley with a French Paris license plate was parked at the exit.

Song Wenjing, who was waiting by the car, came forward with a cigarette in his mouth, and said in a familiar and respectful tone: "Mr. Chen, why didn't you come here by private jet?"

The man took a cigar and put it to his lips. He lit it and took a few puffs. His voice was low and slow: "Save money to support my wife and children..."

Song Wenjing's mouth twitched. He didn't expect Mr. Chen to be so humorous.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and then Chen Zhongyuan took Yu Yao into the black Bentley.

Yu Yao thought they would go to a hotel, but the car drove into an extremely luxurious private manor.

The architectural style of the manor is classical European. The main building stands on a wide lawn. Looking out of the window, you can see the beautiful garden and the rolling hills in the distance.

“Why don’t you stay at the hotel?”

After she got off the car, she couldn't help but ask the man next to her in confusion.

"Although I came to France on business, I also wanted to bring you here for vacation."

Chen Zhongyuan brushed her hair, took her hand and walked into the manor, and asked with a low smile: "Why, don't you like living here?"

This manor is his private property in France. There is no reason for him to stay in a hotel instead of living at home.

"No, just asking out of curiosity."

Yu Yao smiled at him and followed him into the manor.