Miss Reborn, She Became Popular After Scolding The Big Guys!

"Guard, passport? Yes, it's in my bag." Li Mengxiao immediately went to look through her bag, and after a while, she looked astonished: "Where's my passport!"

Xia Qingtian looked at the French man and said in French, "My friend's passport is missing. Could you please give it to me and let me confirm the information?"

Hearing Xia Qingtian's words, the man looked relieved and handed the passport to Xia Qingtian, smiling and replying in French: "It's great, I'm a little blind, especially for foreigners, I thought If it wasn't for you, I would have handed it over to the hotel lobby."

Xia Qingtian lowered her head and opened her passport to confirm Li Mengxiao's identity information.

Seeing Xia Qingtian chatting with the man, Cheng Firan's face became extremely ugly. She snorted coldly, turned around and left, giving the French man a vicious look before leaving.

The man who was stared at so suddenly was a little confused: "Did I do something rude?"

"No, you didn't do anything rude, probably because she hadn't eaten breakfast and had low blood pressure." Xia Qingtian glanced at Cheng Firan's back before looking at the French man and said, "This is indeed my friend's passport. thank you very much."

"You're welcome, er... Maybe it's a bit presumptuous, but... Can I add your contact information?" The French man looked at Xia Qingtian and said, "My name is Jean Ringore, I'm..."

"Do you believe in fate?" Xia Qingtian interrupted the man and asked.

"What? Fate? I, I believe." After saying this, the French man laughed again, covering his beautiful brown eyes with one hand: "Sorry, I don't really believe it."

"I believe." Xia Qingtian said with a smile: "If we can meet again elsewhere, I will give you my contact information, how about that?"

Without waiting for the man to say anything, Xia Qingtian raised the corner of his mouth and smiled elegantly and alienatedly: "Thank you again for your kindness."

"You're welcome, I wish you a good time in Paris." The French man had no choice but to wave his hand and turned away.

After the person left, Li Mengxiao looked at Xia Qingtian and asked curiously, "What were you talking about just now?"

"Just thanking him for picking up your passport." Xia Qingtian handed the passport to Li Mengxiao: "Keep it better this time, don't lose it again."

"Okay~" Putting his passport back into his bag, Li Mengxiao murmured in surprise: "Strange, I clearly put it away..."

"Let's go, go for a walk." Xia Qingtian stretched out his hand at Li Mengxiao.

"Okay~" Li Meng replied sweetly with a smile, took Xia Qingtian's hand and walked out together, the two of them quickly forgot this little episode completely.

On the other side, as soon as the French man who didn't want to contact Xia Qingtian walked out of the hotel, he bumped into an elite man in a woolen coat and suit, and he immediately apologized, "I'm sorry."

The other party seemed to be in a hurry and didn't care. Just as he was about to leave, he saw four strong men with an average height of 1.9 meters come out from nowhere, and captured the French man with lightning speed.

Then one of them took out a wallet from behind the French man's waist and threw it back to the elite who had just collided with him.

This elite person was holding his wallet and looked like he hadn't reacted yet, and the French man had already been carried away by the four strong men.

"You better be careful, my coat is very expensive!" The French man who was being carried away couldn't help but said: "And my hairstyle! Be careful!"

Ignoring the man's complaints, the brawny men directly stuffed him into a low-key and luxurious business car on the side of the street.

"What a bunch of rough guys!" the French man who was stuffed into the car couldn't help complaining.

Supporting his body, the man looked up along the pair of deerskin boots in front of him, and saw an elegant and beautiful lady who was looking down at him with interest.

"Yo! Isn't this the honorable Mrs. Camille~" The man didn't get up and gave a gentleman's salute rather comically: "Are you willing to leave your manor?"

"Let, when will you be mature?" Mrs. Camille looked like she had a headache.

Even though the Ringore family is also a famous financial tycoon here, how could it be such a troublesome rebellious kid like Jean Ringore?

Jean Ringor shrugged disapprovingly, and got up with one hand on the seat next to him in embarrassment. Aunt Mi'er, just let me sit in your car, don't worry..."

"Don't worry, after returning to the manor, I will let someone take you to take a thorough bath. Unless you hide it in your rectum, you will find it." Madame Camille looked lazily at the pale Jean. Ringoll: "Of course, if you can hide it in the rectum, I don't mind giving it to you."

"Just... can't I skip the middle process..." Jean Ringore looked at the sharp knife and fork in his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Mrs. Camille did not answer directly, but raised her eyebrows dignifiedly.

Jean Ringore immediately understood what Madame Camille meant, put the knife and fork back to their original position with a dry smile, and raised his empty hands high.

Turning his head, Jean Ringor saw outside the car window. When Xia Qingtian and Li Mengxiao passed by, they immediately got up and wanted to rush out of the car to ask for the contact information. As soon as the door opened, a big hand suddenly pushed him back from outside the car. in the car.

"Hey! You are so rude!" Jean Ringore protested with a sore shoulder: "I'm not running away, I'm just..."

"Give up the struggle. Before the banquet is over, you can never leave under my nose." Mrs. Camille took a sip of the mellow red wine and said, "Drive."

As Camille's voice fell, the commercial vehicle officially started to drive in the opposite direction of Xia Qingtian and Li Mengxiao.

"I'm not running! Aunt Camille, I have something else to do! I'm..." Seeing Xia Qingtian getting farther and farther away, Jean Ringor explained anxiously, "My fate!"

"Pfft, do you believe in fate? Don't make me laugh, let, your ability to lie has regressed a lot." Mrs. Camille said.

"I didn't lie, really!" said Jean Ringor anxiously, "a woman, a beautiful oriental woman."

"Oh, woman." Mrs. Camille's tone was perfunctory, as if listening to your nonsense.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Jean Ringore scratched his hair indiscriminately. Looking back, he could no longer see Xia Qingtian. He could only sigh in his heart: When will I see you again... …

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