Ten billion wealthy daughters

Whether it was for uncle or mother, Qing'an decided to help.On the surface, although Anya didn't express anything publicly to Wu Ling, she and Qing'an praised the girl in private.

"Don't worry, I'm going to go back as soon as the things here in Dubai are over. Grandpa looks serious, but he's actually easy to talk to. Don't worry... I'll find a way."

Uncle Kevin burst into tears——Caffney, who looks serious but is actually very talkative, is he only good to you?

For Kevin, Caffney usually only has one word, sock, so it’s not a joke; from time to time, he appears in the most famous gossip magazine in Europe, and he is also known as a generous kid, which is a shame.

"Okay, okay..." Qing'an was in such a good mood that she didn't even have the urge to get up, "I'm going to get up, old uncle."

"Come on." Kevin said brokenly, "I'm very sincere, you really don't want that monarch butterfly? Didn't you say twice that it is very cute?"

"Let it go to your side first." Qing'an said goodbye with a smile. She also had that monarch butterfly in her previous life, which was also a gift from Uncle Kevin. It was exactly the same.

In the next few days, Qing'an participated in some small gatherings in Dubai and bought some things by the way. West was also about to leave, knowing that she was going back to France, and invited her to join her.

"Are you free?" Qing'an smiled, "Shouldn't you fly to Italy or go to your new company?"

"Italy and France are very close." West thought he was telling the truth, "Don't you think so?"

Qing'an glanced at him, and after thinking about it, said: "I still have some things to deal with, you can go first."

Westerju looked at her with a smile, and there was a moment of silence between the two of them before he slowly said, "Qing'an..."

The place where the two of them were sitting was the open-air cafe in the hotel. He stopped after speaking half a sentence, and there was a brief silence between the two of them, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

Qing'an paused for a moment when she stirred the coffee, and became a little slow, even a little nervous. She could feel that West wanted to ask something, but to her surprise, West didn't ask anything in the end. She is now Topics you don't want to hear yet.

"My business in Huaxia is progressing very well. In the future, my focus of work may be on Asia, especially Huaxia. At that time, I may go to your place for a meal. You don't mind, do you?"

Qing'an's movement of stirring the coffee finally returned to normal, and her ears also recovered from the reddish state, she was stunned for a moment when she heard West's question, then she smiled and nodded: "That's for sure. Speaking of it, I was negligent, and I never invited you to my house as a guest."

Mainly in Qing'an's view, West came to China on a business trip, and the time was very tight. In addition, she had to attend classes at school before, and she didn't have much contact with West, so she really didn't think much about it; thinking about it now, she should have I invited him to be a guest at home.

"Then you have to make up for me with something you cooked yourself." West laughed, "Authentic Chinese cuisine."

Did you cook it yourself?

Qing'an raised her eyebrows and laughed twice. She couldn't remember how long she hadn't cooked. If West could eat what she cooked, then she wouldn't mind.

"If you want to eat authentic Chinese cuisine." Qing'an made a grimace, "I think our chef cooks better, count on me, haha."

West stretched out a hand and pretended to cover his face—he was also amused.