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Seeing that she rarely showed interest in one thing, Fu Ziran explained in detail, "It's a jewelry exhibition in Paris, organized by the internationally renowned collector and designer Mrs. Rose, except for her own collection. There is also a solo exhibition, which should be very spectacular. I also received an invitation here, thinking that all of you girls should like jewelry, so I want to take you to see it."

After a pause, Fu Ziran glanced at the wound on her shoulder, shook his head helplessly and sighed, "But, judging by your current state, I probably can't go."

Sure enough, she became interested and blinked, "When is the exhibition?"

Fu Ziran took out a gold-stamped invitation letter on a black background from his coat pocket, glanced at it, "Oh, next Saturday."

"Then let's go together," she reckoned that the wound would be almost healed by next Saturday. She wanted to move her arm, but accidentally touched the wound. She grinned in pain, but she still pulled it away from him. He smiled, "It just so happens that I'm bored staying here."

"But your injury..." He still hesitated.

Pei Ran waved her hand, "I said it's okay, and it's not like I used to do some physical work."

Seeing that she had finally recovered a little bit of energy, Fu Ziran didn't insist anymore, just smiled and put the invitation letter in her hand, leaned over slightly, and said in a doting tone with a little warning, "Okay, then you Stay at home to recuperate well these few days, otherwise I won’t be able to take you there next Saturday.”

Pei Ran was startled by his sudden approach, subconsciously shrank back a little, and opened up a distance from him again.

Fu Ziran's eyes moved, and there was a bit of hurt emotion, but in the end he still didn't say anything, he just said "have a good rest" in a low voice, and left.

She opened her mouth, and originally wanted to say sorry, but for some reason, she couldn't say this sorry in the end.

These days, how could she not know that Fu Ziran treats her well?However, she is also deeply aware that things like feelings are not something that can be accomplished by being nice to someone. She clearly understands that she is not in love with him, but Yan Zhuolang. Even after so many things happen, She still couldn't let go of her yearning for Yan Zhuolang.Under such circumstances, she couldn't bear Fu Ziran's affection even more.

Shaking her head thinking wildly, Pei Ran felt a little tired. After all, after such a day of tossing around and being frightened again, it took a lot of mental effort.

She stretched herself, and didn't bother to go back to the bed. She simply curled up on the couch, closed her eyes, and fell asleep without knowing it.

A dreamless night, surprisingly peaceful.

However, what Pei Ran didn't know was that just downstairs in the apartment, Yan Zhuolang in the car turned off the ignition and sat in the car with a tired expression, looking up at the warm yellow lights in the apartment through the glass window , a slender cigarette was sandwiched between the slender and beautiful knuckles. As time passed, it had burned to the end before taking a few puffs.

He didn't come to his senses until the ashes burned to the end burned his fingers. He shook off the remaining cigarette in his hand with some annoyance, and then lit another one.

The curly thick white smoke rose slowly, gradually accumulating disgust, gradually blurring his stern facial contours, fading away the sharpness and indifference in the past, leaving a gentleness.

The temperature difference between night and day in Paris is huge. At this moment, the temperature is getting colder, and finally there is a light rain.The windy and windy night was cold, and the cold was penetrating to the bone, but he still refused to leave, and he still resisted the impulse in his heart not to disturb him. He smoked one cigarette after another in silence until his throat was dry, itchy, red and swollen, and he still didn't vomit. In a word, I don't want to give up.

Yan Zhuolang never liked smoking because he hated the smell, but the ridiculous thing is that at this moment, he can only use it to pass the lonely and cold night.Originally, it was to relieve his worries, but when he thought of that little woman, his chest became more and more congested, and he almost couldn't breathe.

Damn it, how did you get stuck like this.

All that appeared in front of his eyes were the bits and pieces of the past when he got along with her, so he had to close his eyes in the end, and threw away the last cigarette butt fiercely, mocking himself in his heart annoyedly.

The lights in the apartment were on all night, and he just kept watch in front of her apartment in silence for the whole night. It wasn't until dawn and pedestrians started to move around that Yan Zhuolang drove away in a hurry.

Although most of the reason for his coming here this time was because of Pei Ran, there was also a work element in it, and it was impossible for him to indulge all his time indulging in feelings.There are so many things in the group that are still waiting for him to deal with, he threw all the heavy responsibility and mess to Gu Zihua, probably that guy will have to scold himself in the company.

Back at the hotel, Liu Yan was waiting in the suite.

"Why are you?" He frowned, somewhat resistant to being alone in a room with her.

Liu Yan looked back at him, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle tone, "Manager Gu said he needs to contact a French customer, so let me wait here first, and report the main points of this video conference to you when you come back." After a pause , she asked casually, "I heard from Manager Gu that you went to see Sister Pei. How is Sister Pei? Are you in good health now?"

He narrowed his deep eyes, and his tone was light, with almost no emotional ups and downs, "Yeah."

"It's fine if there's nothing to do." Liu Yan rolled her eyes, pretending not to hear his perfunctory, while gently lowering her eyelids, she poured a cup of coffee in front of him.

The mellow black liquid poured down the spout, steaming up, and she also smiled in the mist, and asked softly, "You don't seem to be in a good mood today, are you still here?" Are you worried about sister Pei's affairs?"

Speaking of Pei Ran, Yan Zhuolang's eyes darkened slightly, and his eyes scanned her delicate and weak facial features, then he lowered his eyes and said calmly, "It's nothing."

He was not without doubt in his heart.

The matter between him and Liu Yan was obviously plotted by someone, but Liu Yan's previous series of actions were considered a bit strange now.How did those photos end up in Pei Ran's hands?
Before everything was cleared up, he didn't want to let the situation go in a more serious direction.

While thinking about it, he slightly bent his slender fingers, pushing the steaming coffee away from his eyes.After a few lines of smog, his handsome and sharp eyebrows seemed to be shrouded in mist, half true and half false in the halo of light and shadow, making it difficult to see clearly.

Keenly aware of the vague displeasure in his tone, Liu Yan bit her delicate lower lip lightly, a little bit annoyed, but quickly and perfectly concealed her emotions, and turned into a bit of crying , "Boss Pei, are you still blaming me now? It's all my fault, and I didn't know that such a thing would happen. At that time, I should have pushed you away immediately. It was all my fault... Otherwise You and Sister Pei will not become what they are today."

While talking, she also shed tears, looking very pitiful to me.

He raised his eyes to look at her, licked his pale lips, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her, with a low tone, unable to hear the obvious emotion, "Wipe it clean."

Liu Yan was a little happy in her heart, only thinking that he was soft-hearted and guilty, and hurriedly took the handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and wanted to say something else, "I..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by his abruptly cold tone, "What are those photos?"

Her heart skipped a beat, Liu Yan raised her eyes in astonishment, and met his eyes as deep as the sea, she couldn't help being startled again, almost revealing her true emotions.However, she immediately realized that what she was facing at this time was not an ordinary character, so she quickly straightened her mind and put on a puzzled look, "What photo?"

He snorted coldly, "The day I was in the hotel room with you, someone took a photo."

"What!?" Liu Yan immediately looked shocked, and then the circles of her eyes turned red again, "What should I do, does Miss Pei know about our affairs, so that's why... No, I have to go to her to explain, Our day was really just an accident, and I didn't want to, I just..."

"Enough." He forcibly terminated her judgment.Although the tone of the voice didn't sound like the slightest ups and downs, it clearly expressed the man's impatience.

Liu Yan was taken aback for a moment, the ability of observing words and expressions that she had cultivated over the years made her stop her words for a moment, then raised her head and looked at the man in front of her, trying to see some emotions from his face, but she couldn't do it.

His tone was gloomy and cold, "Whether you know about the photo or not, I don't want to see this kind of thing happen again. During this time in Paris, you don't need to have any contact with Ran Ran, understand?"

"Understood." Liu Yan lowered her brows and gritted her teeth secretly in her heart. Seeing that his mood seemed to calm down a little, she only tried to chat for a few words, and then pretended to mention casually, "I heard Sister Pei has gotten very close to that Mr. Fu recently..."

She wanted to try to drive a wedge, at least to increase the man's suspicion of Pei Ran.It never occurred to her that this seemingly simple sentence could cause such a big reaction from the man beside her. She immediately stood up and approached her in an instant.

A little panic flashed in Liu Yan's heart, and she quickly covered her mouth, "Ah, I'm sorry, I said something wrong. I just think that Sister Pei is helpless in Paris, and now Mr. Fu is taking care of her, and it's better than her. It's better to be unfamiliar with the place of life, so I told you, there is no other meaning, really, really nothing!"

No matter how she defended, Yan Zhuolang just looked down at her condescendingly, and suddenly narrowed his long and narrow eyes.

In the black pupils, there was a clear sense of cold blood, which could almost stop the flow of blood in the whole body in an instant.

Liu Yan was suddenly frightened by the domineering power that erupted from him, and subconsciously shrank back on the seat, only to find that she had already stuck to the back of the chair, and there was no way to retreat, so she could only sit where she was , looked at the man in front of him in panic, and felt that his whole body was going to be cold and stiff, only a pair of lips that had lost their blood color remained, and they whispered one by one, "Mr. Yan..."

He still maintains such a close distance with her, but people can't feel the ambiguous atmosphere at all, and the rest is only cold, "Are you watching her all the time, huh?"

The last single-syllable word has an obvious rising end sound, with a touch of probing and warning.

Liu Yan's slender body trembled violently, almost thinking that he really knew something, but she quickly denied it, "No, I'm just, I'm just curious..."

She subconsciously wanted to explain more, but she immediately realized that such a behavior would only expose him more, and she could only close her mouth sensibly in the end, and her slender and soft fingers closed little by little. In the palm of the hand, ten blood-red marks were pinched out.

After a few seconds, she let go of her fingers and lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, I won't dare in the future."