The Wanted Order of a Wealthy Family: The Evil Charm President Let Me Go

Yin Yuan rushed into the office regardless of the secretary's obstruction. Before she could stand still, she asked questions that had been in her heart for two days.

"Xiaoyuan, when did you become so rude and impulsive? Is that how I usually raise you?" At this moment, Yin Hongping was standing beside his assistant, holding a document in his hand and signing, when Yin Yuan questioned He didn't raise his head, his face was expressionless, but his voice carried a very severe accusation.

Yin Yuan has always been spoiled, she has always been the kind of wealthy lady who wants wind and rain, her mother died early, and although her father seldom interferes with her life, she also complains about it, but she has always respected herself as such. The only relative, so when Yin Hongping spoke harshly, she immediately realized that her attitude was indeed too impolite, so she obediently walked to Yin Hongping's desk, and whispered aggrievedly: "Daddy, it was my wife just now. Impulsive, sorry!"

Yin Hongping still didn't raise his head, but the cold expression on his face eased obviously. After signing the document, he handed it back to his assistant and said, "Notify all departments to have a meeting at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

The assistant took the document, "Chairman, do you have any other orders?"

"No, I'm going to have dinner with my precious daughter today, and I can get off work after you push me away from the evening entertainment." Yin Hongping confessed to his assistant, not forgetting Pang Ai to look at the person standing at the table. In front of the table was Yin Yuan, who had a pleasing expression on her face.

After the assistant left, Yin Yuan was not in a hurry to ask questions. It was already a very happy thing for her father to take time out of his busy schedule to have dinner with her. At this time, she was a little girl who was eager to get her father's love Son, as for the things that are at ease, she believes that her father will answer her questions personally during the meal.

"What? You were so anxious just now, but now you've calmed down?" Seeing that the daughter who was still anxious just now suddenly calmed down, her small face became very happy because of what she said just now that she would take time to accompany her precious daughter for dinner. , those eyes that looked so much like her mother were looking at him expectantly and reverently at this time, which suddenly made him feel a kind of guilt that he had never felt before. Over the past ten years, he seemed to really appreciate the care given to this daughter. Caring is too little, too little.

"Daddy, you are making fun of me." Yin Yuan seldom gets along with her father, and she seldom hears her father talking to her in such a gentle voice, which makes her very excited but also a little shy.

"Xiaoyuan, An Xin is Ou Yuchen's mistress, do you know about this?" Yin Hongping's expression suddenly turned serious, and when he mentioned An Xin, a shocking cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Yin Hongping's words were like a thunderbolt, which made Yin Yuan's mind buzzing.

"Daddy, you... what are you talking about? An Xin... Sister An Xin is Brother Chen's mistress? How is it possible? It's impossible." Yin Yuan looked at her father in disbelief with a hurt expression on her face, hoping Father was lying to her, just joking.

"Xiaoyuan, when did Daddy cheat on you? I sent a private detective to find out. You can see for yourself whether Daddy is cheating on you or not." Yin Hongping walked to the desk, opened the drawer, and inside the There were two document bags stacked on top of each other. When his hand swept over the document bag, he suddenly paused, a dark and ruthless look flashed in his downcast eyes, he changed his hand and took out the second file bag, threw it away. to the table.

Yin Yuan picked up the document on the table, and after opening it, a stack of photos fell out, including some photocopied documents. When she saw the two people on the photo, she trembled all over, the pure beauty on her face disappeared and was replaced by full of pain and hatred...

Paris, France, the fashion center of the world, is a city that combines surge, fashion, selection, and literacy. It is also a shopping city that tourists from all over the world should not miss.

Once, An Xin only imagined how happy it would be if she could come to Paris one day in her dream. She wanted to see the historic Place de la Bastille, the beautiful Champs-Elysées, and the Four Representatives of Paris. Architectural activities: Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe, Louvre and Notre Dame de Paris, as well as Elysee Palace, Versailles Palace, Concorde Square and other places of interest. She would like to go to the beautiful Seine River to see the legendary goddess Seine and feel Take a look at the unique, beautiful scenery full of romance and history.

However, this dream came true so easily today. When she arrived in Paris and was drinking coffee with Yin Yuan under the Eiffel Tower, she woke up and realized that she had really arrived in Paris, France.

Up to now, she doesn't even know how Yin Yuan got her ID card and passport. She only knows that Yin Yuan warmly hugged her all the way from London Airport, so when she heard Yin Yuan said that she was about to When flying to Paris, she once thought that Yin Yuan was lying to her, just playing a little joke with her.

But in fact, this is not the case. When she looked up at the Eiffel Tower, which is the symbol of modern Paris, her eyes were full of surprise and excitement.

"Xiaoyuan, how did I get my passport?" Although An Xin was very excited, she did not forget to ask her doubts. Although she knew that Yin Yuan had a good family background, it seemed that things like passports could only be obtained through the government. Only agencies can do it.

"I asked the housekeeper to report your name to the Chinese Consulate, and then they quickly reissued a passport!" Yin Yuan took a sip of her strong coffee and said indifferently, as if going to the Chinese Consulate to reissue a passport. Getting a passport is so easy that it is not worth mentioning.

However, this kind of insignificance is very shocking to An Xin, although Qing Yan handled her passport to the UK, but she also heard from her classmates that it is very difficult and troublesome to go abroad to obtain a passport However, she never thought that Yin Yuan could easily get a passport through the consular control without her being present, which really surprised her.

At the same time, she was very puzzled. Although she only lived in the Yin family for a few days, through her simple understanding of the Yin family and Yin Yuan, she can also see that the Yin family is actually very strong. With such a political background, however, Ou Yuchen's attitude towards Yin Yuan's father and feelings for Yin Yuan, and in terms of appearance, Yin Yuan's appearance will never lose to Jie Lifu, why is it that his engagement partner is not Yin Yuan but Jie? Where's Liv?

Suddenly thinking of Ou Yuchen, her heart felt uncontrollably uncomfortable. She remembered that she met Ai Yan by chance when she accompanied Yin Yuan to the St. Paul's Cathedral yesterday.

She has always believed in Buddhism and didn't want to go to church, but Yin Yuan said that even if she doesn't believe in Christianity, she can just treat it as a visit. After all, St. Paul's Cathedral is one of the best cathedrals in the world, and there are not many tourists who come there every year. Few, so she went to the church with this idea, but because it was Sunday and it was the time for Christians to worship, she, a pagan, had to stand outside and wait, maybe because of something in her heart, but also because of the first day. Seeing the scene of Ou Yuchen and Yin Yuan looking at each other affectionately made her heartbroken. As long as she was alone, she would keep thinking about everything about Ou Yuchen in her mind. Rescuing herself time and time again, she also thought of his domineering, vicious and occasional connivance to her, she thought of her dependence on him, her hatred and disgust for him, and the chaotic emotions that always entangled her.

She was sitting on a pew in the shaded area outside the church, thinking about those troubles that she couldn't get rid of, when suddenly a little boy came over and greeted her.

"Sister An Xin, why are you here?" The boy spoke Chinese with a perfect accent, his voice was still a little immature, and there was excitement and surprise in his voice.

An Xin's thoughts were interrupted, and when she looked up, she saw a cute and familiar little face.

"Why are you here? Aren't your feet going to lie on the bed for half a month? How did you come out?" An Xin looked at the little boy in the wheelchair, and asked with concern in addition to being surprised.

"I'm fine at all. Those quack doctors had to let me walk for half a month, but I was bored at home and uncomfortable. Mommy pushed me out for a walk in a wheelchair. I didn't expect to meet you. By the way, you are here What are you doing? Where's the big brother who was with you last time?" Henry was there, and he spoke like a little adult, with colorful expressions on his immature face.

Hearing the little boy's words, An Xin swept away her gloomy mood, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Miss An, I didn't expect such a coincidence that we would meet here." Ai Yan was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, a black fox fur collar coat, and a pair of khaki pencil pants underneath. , the clothes fit her well-proportioned figure, bringing out her simple and elegant temperament, that beautiful face that could not tell her age, and her eyes were full of soft brilliance.

Ai Yan was obviously very happy to see An Xin, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the chair, and sat down next to An Xin.

"Yeah, it's really a coincidence. Does Miss Ai live near here?" Although An Xin has only met Ai Yan once or twice, she has a special affection for this woman, as if the two of them have been together for a long time. She seemed to know each other, and, for some reason, she always felt that Ai Yan exuded an aura that made her kind and wanted to be close.

"Hehe, Miss An, I'm really ashamed of you calling me like that. In fact, I'm probably old enough to be your mother." Ai Yan laughed happily when she heard An Xin calling herself Miss Ai again.

"Ah?" An Xin was very surprised. In her opinion, Ai Yan was only in her early 30s, but she didn't expect that she was ten years older than she thought. She looked at Ai Yan's face without a single wrinkle. There is even a dazzling face that is unique to mature women, and a delicate little face is full of disbelief.

Ai Yan smiled and nodded towards An Xin.

"Miss An seemed very troubled just now, is there something unhappy?" Ai Yan saw that An Xin was a little embarrassed, so she changed the subject.