There are Jiangfan hotels all over the world, and of course there is one in Paris.

In order to facilitate the work of the two of them, they did not go to the manor castle in Paris, and went directly to the hotel after leaving the airport.

Ms. Mia from Melworth headquarters wanted to see Ji Mingyan, and had already sent a car to pick her up.

Ji Mingyan: "Ah Ting, I'm going out for a while, I can't have dinner with you."

Jiang Ting was a little bit reluctant, but since they were all in Paris, it was impossible for her to be by his side.

"You go, I'm going to visit the Paris branch too."

"Well, then you remember to take your medicine, did you bring your medicine?"

"Brought it."

It's just that the same vitamin was replaced in the medicine bottle, and it wasn't the first time he had played this trick.

Ji Mingyan watched him take two pills before getting into the company's car.

The high-end clothing had already been transported to Paris by special plane. Mia had to go through the process with Ji Mingyan again, and two of the models who had already been booked fell ill and needed to be replaced. Minor situations continued.

Before dinner, two reporters interviewed Ji Mingyan, and after dinner, four reporters lined up to interview Ji Mingyan.

She couldn't shirk it, because she needed exposure, and Milwey needed exposure.

After finishing the work, it was already 10:30 in the evening.

Mia: "Vivan, you worked hard today, go back and rest, see you tomorrow. Tomorrow is another busy day, you have four shows to watch, and a few interviews waiting for you."

Ji Mingyan smiled wryly, "Painful yet happy."

Celebrities have to post more than a dozen drafts after watching a show. As the chief designer of haute couture, Ji Mingyan not only watches it for free, but also sees it.

When she got back to the hotel, the lights were still on, but no one was there.

"A Ting, are you taking a shower?"

There was no one in the bathroom either.

The hotel housekeeper told Ji Mingyan that not long after she left, Jiang Ting also left and hasn't come back yet.

Ji Mingyan flipped through the call records. Jiang Ting didn't call her a single call tonight, so he must be angry.

She sank into the sofa and called Jiang Ting.

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Jiang Ting first went to the company, and then visited a clinic in Paris.

Song Fei: "Boss Jiang, we're already half an hour late, please go in quickly."

Jiang Ting: "Well, thank you for your hard work."

He walked in and explained his condition. Doctors from the Océanprofond clinic, which ranks among the top in the world, shook their heads, saying that the special medicine he was taking was already the most advanced, and there was nothing they could do.

"Mr. Jiang, Dr. Colin said that you will forget some memories, but your memory will stabilize afterwards. This is already the best cure plan, and the benefits outweigh the harms for you."

"I'm afraid I'll forget my wife."

"Unfortunately, Mr. Jiang, there is no [-]% cure for Alzheimer's disease yet."

Jiang Ting was standing by the side of the street, with a suit jacket draped over his arms. The brown check pattern wrapped the man's mature and upright body. A few locks of black hair hung on his forehead, giving him a French-style laziness and a sense of sophistication.

Men and women approached him and invited him to drink.

Jiang Ting: "I'm not interested."

He was annoyed and didn't understand why he was here.

Song Fei opened the car door, "Mr. Jiang, let me take you home."

After a few minutes, Jiang Ting casually said, "I don't want to go back now, there is a nice tavern here, take me to Tavernedenoix."

Seinfeld: "Er...does Madam know?"

"When is it your turn to take care of me?"

Jiang Ting reprimanded lightly, with unruly contempt in his eyes.

Seinfeld immediately shut up, not daring to say anything more.

OMG!

Why did Mr. Jiang feel weird after he came out of the clinic?

After sending Jiang Ting into Tavernedenoix, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called Ji Mingyan.

Sein Fei: "Ma'am, Mr. Jiang is drinking outside...the address is here...he is alone, I didn't go in, I don't know if he is alone now...Okay, I'll wait for you to come over, but I can't Make sure he's not drunk."

The man's sixth sense told him that President Jiang and his wife must have had a fight.

Song Fei walked into the tavern, saw Mr. Jiang surrounded by a circle of men and women, he stuffed his fingers into his mouth nervously.

Sin!

He used his old nose to squeeze in, and said in unprofessional French: "Get out of the way! He's got his name!"

Everyone glanced at Seinfeld and smiled disdainfully.

Seinfeld: "It's not me! He's married!"

Jiang Ting squinted at him, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Sein Fei: It seems that this quarrel is very serious, let's wait for Madam to coax Mr. Jiang.

Ji Mingyan was not familiar with the roads in Paris, and was driven around by the driver. She paid half of the extra money to get to Tavernedenoix. As a result, she went around the tavern, but she couldn't find Jiang Ting.

The kind bartender told Ji Mingyan that the handsome gentleman had already left, and there were several beautiful men and women who left at the same time.

Ji Mingyan was angry and impatient, she couldn't answer Jiang Ting's phone call, so she could only call Song Fei.

Seinfeld: "Ma'am, I...ah! My phone..."

Ji Mingyan:?

The bartender continued to wipe the glass, advised her not to look for it, and blinked ambiguously, saying that this is romantic Paris, and anything can happen.

Ji Mingyan held her face, her beautiful clear eyes were full of tears.

The bartender panicked and told her not to cry, "Shall I make you a bar?"

Ji Mingyan took her bag and left the tavern.

If Jiang Ting didn't want her to go to work, he could say, drinking and disappearing, what on earth did he want to do?

Why did everything go wrong after coming to Paris!

She returned to the hotel in a daze, took a shower, ate the dinner provided by the hotel, and called Mrs. Jiang, but didn't say anything about Jiang Ting's disappearance, for fear that she would be worried.

"Jiang Ting, you better just drink!"

Ji Mingyan leaned against the head of the bed, and after charging her phone, she kept making calls, but no one answered.

She fell asleep after beating her.

In the dream, Jiang Ting lived wantonly in the brothel, while she was digging wild vegetables.

With a jolt, she woke up in fright.

With a man's arm across her waist, Ji Mingyan screamed, and after seeing the face of the 'strange man' clearly, she slapped him.

Jiang Ting opened his sleepy eyes, and hugged Xiangruan's wife in his arms, his voice was hoarse and aggrieved, "My face hurts, baby, why are you hitting me..."

Ji Mingyan twisted her waist and kicked her legs, unwilling to sleep with him, "Let me go! Jiang Ting! Let go!"

Jiang Ting hugged him tighter and tighter, "Don't make trouble, it took me a long time to find you."

Ji Mingyan pointed at him, then at herself, almost too angry to speak, "I called you dozens of times and you didn't answer, I'm in the hotel, where did you go to find me?"

Jiang Ting recalled, "When I woke up, I was sleeping in a bridge hole. Sein Fei, that road idiot, drove his car into the wilderness, and ended up running out of gas. When he was using his cell phone to make a call, the thief snatched his cell phone away. "

Ji Mingyan: "What about your mobile phone?"

Jiang Ting: "I don't know where I lost it."

"..." Ji Mingyan pinched the center of her brows, "Go on to sleep, I'll ask Seinfeld what happened last night."

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