beauty should be like this

For Zuo Yu, the former airport was just a stop in the journey.

But ever since she and Wen Qianyu were separated by two places, this place has been full of reluctance and hope.

Meetings are always in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, it was the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the day when the little beauty should leave.

Afraid of missing their flight, the two rushed to the airport very early, and while waiting, they seemed a little silent because they were unhappy.

Zuo Yu checked the tickets and documents for him again, and then told him, "Although spring is coming, the weather is still cold. Don't run around in thin clothes, hurry up and buy a car."

"No problem, I'm so reliable." Wen Qian agreed.

"Come on, I don't know you yet?" Zuo Yu put the neck pillow on his neck and said with a smile, "Okay, let's go in and catch up on sleep after getting on the plane."

The little beauty only wore a sports coat for comfort, her half-length hair was loose, but she still looked good.

He stood on tiptoe and kissed Zuo Yu's face, took the ticket and his bag: "Goodbye."

Zuo Yu waved his hand.

Wen Qianyu swore: "I'll come back to support you after I've figured it out."

Zuo Yu curled the corner of his mouth speechlessly: "Then I have to wait slowly."

"What do you mean, look down on people." Wen Qianyu didn't want to say goodbye too hard, so she punched him and turned around to leave.

Zuo Yu stood where he was, looking at the back of the little beauty who disappeared, it was so easy because he thought he was walking towards the light.

If he had anticipated the danger lurking in Paris earlier, he would not have been so carefree.

-

In order to be able to spend one more day with his beloved, Wen Qianyu didn't even have time for jet lag. He went to Paris to tidy up briefly, tied up his ponytail and rushed to the company to deal with the accumulated chores.

Everyone except the Chinese here celebrates the Spring Festival, and there is no post-holiday laziness, so it is even more necessary to cheer up.

He answered all the internal mailboxes with red eyes, and wrote down what the director told him, and finally had time to grind a cup of Americano coffee.

When he was holding the cup in a daze, he suddenly saw Lin Qi and several other male models passing by outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, the group of handsome guys really attracted attention.

Wen Qianyu subconsciously turned her head to the side, but she was still discovered.

Lin Qi turned around and pushed the door in, smiling: "Are you back from vacation?"

Wen Qianyu hummed muffledly.

Lin Qi asked: "Are you angry with me, because of what you said last time?"

Wen Qianyu said directly: "I don't like people who think too much, and I don't know how to face you."

"It's my fault. Everyone has their own ambitions. Before, I thought we had a common goal. In fact, I shouldn't force you." Lin Qi spread his hands: "So everything about Jin Fengxiao, can you pretend that I never said it?"

Wen Qianyu said: "I didn't take it to heart."

"That's good." A smile appeared on Lin Qi's young face.

"But I also want to persuade you that the person who left has already left, and the life of the living person will continue. You can seek justice for him, but use an upright method, and he will be happy when he sees it in heaven. Wen Qianyu frowned.

Lin Qi smiled sideways, looked at him and said, "It seems that you have never experienced loss before, so you can talk so easily."

Wen Qianyu held the cup and curled the corners of her mouth embarrassingly.

Lin Qi said seriously: "But a rotten person like Jin Fengxiao is not worthy of forgiveness at all, and your tolerance will only fuel his arrogance."

Wen Qianyu, who was completely speechless, watched him leave, thought about the "big designer" with worry, and then shook her head, acquiescing that there was no intersection between them.

-

Not many people would like to be involved in right and wrong. Although Lin Qi, a man with many things, makes Xiao Meiren a little distracted, but he is too busy with work, and all his energy is taken up, so he will not think about it anymore.

Who knows that God just made things worse.

Going home late one night, Wen Qianyu found that his door was ajar. He yelled twice into the dark room, but he didn't dare to go in, so he immediately called the police.

When the police came to check, it turned out that a lot of jewelry and belongings disappeared.

Wen Qianyu was still in shock, and after taking the notes, she couldn't help calling Zuo Yu and told: "It's a good thing I'm not at home. If the thief brings a gun, I will be in trouble."

Zuo Yu was also very nervous. He asked for details for a long time, and then said: "Go to the hotel for the next two days. There is no security equipment in this house. It's my fault for not asking. Don't go back until it is installed."

"It's not that serious. I changed the lock and temporarily installed a camera." Wen Qianyu was depressed: "It's a pity that many of the things you gave me were stolen. Now I have something to do with the insurance company."

"It's good that people are fine, and everything else is outside the body." Zuo Yu comforted.

"Well, my manuscript is fine." After all, Wen Qianyu is not a person who cares too much about material things, and when he heard his voice, he began to relax.

"Who stole that? Except for the old man before." Zuo Yu couldn't help scolding Jin Fengxiao, and then said, "I don't worry about that. I will take some time to see you recently, but I can't stay for too long. The annual leave company is very busy.”

"Then you can do your work, I'm fine." Wen Qianyu comforted: "It's just that I am so unlucky alone, I just want to tell you."

Zuo Yu praised: "You did a good job this time, and I finally stopped being self-righteous."

"You're the one who is always self-righteous, right? Besides the house, what else are you hiding from me?" Wen Qianyu was depressed.

"No, you've been interrogating me for several days." Zuo Yu argued.

"Okay, okay, go on to sleep, I should sleep after tossing about half the night." Wen Qianyu yawned.

"What are you sleeping on, go to work right away." Zuo Yu said, "Take a vacation and have a good rest. Before you rest, order the security equipment and choose the best one."

"Well—bye!" Wen Qianyu prolonged his voice impatiently, and after hanging up the phone, he looked at the broken lock that had been removed from the desk again, then patted his design book, and said to himself: "It's okay You're all right."

-

After being complained about and shown in the circle of friends, Wen Mu was even alarmed.

The film king recuperated his body for a few days, and came to Europe to participate in activities again. Under the banner of "by the way", he went to his son's house to look left and right, and confirmed that the new monitoring and alarms were indeed in operation. It was my negligence to ask you this question."

Wen Qianyu forgot the pain after the scar healed, sat on the sofa and drank yogurt and said, "Who would have thought of it? Ordinary families don't have it."

"Even if there are no thieves, those reporters will find ways to come." Wen Mu looked at an infrared camera outside the window, shut it off and said, "A paparazzi fell from my balcony on the second floor in order to take a sneak shot, and I didn't care if he broke his leg." I need medical bills."

Wen Qianyu bit the straw and laughed a few times, and asked, "Why haven't you and Uncle He been discovered for so many years?"

"Because money is omnipotent in the mortal world." Wen Mu said lightly: "It has already been photographed, but He Yun has He Yun's way of dealing with it."

Wen Qianyu didn't continue to ask, after all, even if it was his father's love, it had nothing to do with him.

"You still have to be careful here. When you really come face to face with the bad guys, your safety is the most important thing." After Wen Mu finished speaking, he said, "I've paid you, go pick a car you like."

"Knowing that I have never touched that card, is this self-comforting?" Wen Qianyu raised her eyes and said, "I don't need your care."

An indescribable loneliness appeared on Wen Mu's handsome and compelling face.

Wen Qianyu tilted her head: "However, being your son in the eyes of everyone has more or less gained a lot of benefits. This is your purpose of exposing the facts, right?"

"If a person wants to be successful, he must have talent, hard work and luck." Wen Mu said lightly: "Effort depends on oneself, and whether you have talent or not often has to wait for luck to prove it. What I can share with you is some luck. At least you won’t be buried because of obscurity, but if you still can’t do anything, then you can’t blame others.”

Wen Qianyu put the yogurt lid on and whispered, "I can do it, I will become a great designer."

Wen Mu smiled: "As a father, I selfishly hope that you can become a great person, with a free mind, no restraint, and all your sorrows and joys."

Wen Qianyu looked up at him, and after a while he smiled: "You're talking about yourself."

"Am I like this?" Wen Mu asked back.

Wen Qianyu didn't answer, but only remembered watching him from a distance when he was a child, always surrounded by many, many people, as if where there were people, there was light.

If he didn't have a free heart, how could Wen Mu withstand those huge praises and slanders?

These truths that can only be understood after the ups and downs of the world, are still unattainable luxury for the little beauties in their twenties.