The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Looking at the two steaks on the dining table, Lan Dingdu boasted that he didn't have a share!

Seeing his entanglement, Qin Rouxue asked, "What would Dingdu want to eat?"

"Same as Mommy." Lan Dingdu replied quickly.

Qin Rouxue nodded with a smile, and looked up at Tang Junjie. "Brother Junjie, can you please order another steak that is exactly the same as mine?"

Infected by her smile from the heart, Tang Junjie also smiled back, walked to the coffee table, picked up the internal phone, explained a few words, walked to the table and sat down.

"The steak is very well done, and the soup is corn consommé, is that okay?" Tang Junjie asked Lan Dingdu.

"No problem, thank you uncle." With a big smile, Lan Dingdu thanked obediently.

He is small, but his heart is very keen, and he can feel Tang Junjie's defense against him, so he works hard to show his cute side, so as to reduce Tang Junjie's defense against him.

Qin Rouxue looked at the one big and one small in front of her in surprise, and made a comparison in her heart, and found that they really looked alike.

As the saying goes, a woman looks like a father, and a son looks like a mother. Brother Junjie's facial features are more westernized. Maybe it's because of her mother. Dingdu should also look more like her mother, but he really looks like Brother Junjie, not too much It is said that brother Junjie will definitely look like the governor when he grows up.

She knew that brother Junjie didn't have a younger sister, but brother Junjie's mother had very close relatives, and they were all British nobles. Could it be that Dingdu's father was also a certain British nobleman?

"You're welcome." Everyone likes a well-behaved child, Tang Junjie is no exception, and unconsciously let go of his guard and chatted with him. "Where does Dingdu's family live?"

Tang Junjie didn't forget that when Rouxue was sleeping, the little guy told him he was going back, and in just over an hour, he appeared again, even before he had lunch, which made him wonder if he had gone home after all.

"China, my home is in China." Lan Dingdu replied, and then asked Qin Rouxue with a smile that the plate on the table belonged to her.

That's right, Dingdu told himself that his father's land is also in China. Qin Rouxue dispelled the guess about Dingdu's father's place, and pointed to the one in front of her. Before she understood why he asked, Lan Dingdu stretched out her little hand , pulled the dinner plate, picked up the knife and fork and began to cut the steak.

The skilled movements are very standardized, elegant and smooth, Qin Rouxue thought again, perhaps, Dingdu's father is not from England, but married a wife of British aristocratic background, so Dingdu's elegance and gentlemanly appearance are inherited from his mother mum.

China, Tang Junjie was slightly taken aback, and asked again: "Are you traveling with your family?"

Tang Junjie thinks this idea is very reasonable. France is a big tourist country, and its capital, Paris, is a world-famous romantic capital. Countless Chinese tourists come here every year.

The little hand that was cutting the steak stopped, Lan Dingdu looked at Tang Junjie, blinked his big black eyes, and guessed that his uncle wanted to chat with him, so he put down the knife and fork, and replied: "It's not a trip, we're here to see the clothes Show."

"Come to see the fashion show?" Tang Junjie asked, "One of your parents is a fashion designer?"

Lan Dingdu nodded, answering every question. "My daddy is not a fashion designer, it was Mommy who likes fashion design, daddy said."

Tang Junjie didn't understand why he added what his father said at the end. After thinking about it, he blamed it on the fact that children's thinking is different from that of adults, so he didn't ask any more questions.

"Dingdu's mommy is also a fashion designer!" Qin Rouxue, who had been quietly listening to the chat between the senior and the junior, joined in the chat.

"Yes!" Nodding proudly, Lan Dingdu said, "I've seen Mommy's painting book that Daddy treasured, and the dresses on it are so beautiful, just as beautiful as the ones displayed on the show. I heard Su Run Uncle said, Daddy also opened a dress shop for Mommy, and the business is very good."

"Dingdu's mommy is awesome." Qin Rouxue praised without hesitation, the child's bright eyes were so proud, proud of having a capable mommy.

Dingdu nodded, yes, his mommy is the best.

"Does Dingdu know who designed the beautiful dresses displayed at the show?" Tang Junjie asked suddenly.

Dingdu blinked his big eyes, glanced at Qin Rouxue, and asked with a smile, "Who is it? Does uncle know?"

"Of course uncle knows." Tang Junjie smiled and glanced at Qin Rouxue, deliberately showing off.

Qin Rouxue felt that her face was a little red, and her heart was still a little nervous. She didn't know what Dingdu's look at her meant, and she also said that after Dingdu knew that the dresses displayed on the show were designed by herself, she looked at them with proud eyes. She still felt that she was not as capable as his mother.

I don't know why, but she started to compete for favor with the mommy Ding Du said.

Lan Dingdu also smiled, his smile was bright, but something flickered in his eyes.

"Rou Xue, why are you blushing?" Tang Junjie asked pretending to be surprised.

Qin Rouxue was taken aback, and reached out to caress her face, did she blush? I don't know, but it's true that it's a little hot.

Lan Dingdu looked back at Qin Rouxue, his big eyes were bright.

Facing the innocent eyes of the child, Qin Rouxue was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say.

"Aren't you afraid that Xiao Dingdu will know that you are the designer of the fashion show?" Tang Junjie teased her. She blushed so cutely that he hadn't seen it for a long time.

Tang Junjie felt as if he had passed away.

Looking at Dingdu, seeing him smiling at Rouxue, Tang Junjie suddenly discovered that the little boy's eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Rouxue's, especially the smiling eyes, which were very similar.

This child is like Rouxue, who lives in China, shouldn't it be...

No, impossible, absolutely impossible, that child is already seven years old, and Dingdu looks like he is only five or six years old. The most important thing is that Dingdu's surname is Du, not Lan, so Dingdu is not that child, not .

A faint voice in his heart told Tang Junjie that the height of children is the most unpredictable. Some children grow up fast, while others grow slowly. Also, if Dingdu didn't tell the truth, it is also possible that he said his surname is Du in order to mislead him, but, can a seven-year-old child have such a terrifying IQ?

"Dingdu, do you and your parents also live in this hotel?" Tang Junjie asked nonchalantly.

"Not yet, but it will be soon." Without doubting him, Lan Dingdu answered honestly.

Not yet, but soon.

What does it mean? No, no, what to do? Tang Junjie didn't detect Dingdu's words, and frowned slightly.

No matter how shrewd Ren Tang Junjie was, he would never have imagined that Lan Dingdu could decide which hotel to stay in, and he could change it if he wanted to.

Qin Rouxue also had the same question in her heart, but she was more straightforward than Tang Junjie, she asked Lan Dingdu. "Dingdu, what do you mean not yet, but soon?"

"Because when the butler grandpa checks out of the room over there, he can come here to stay." Lan Dingdu replied.

Qin Rouxue and Tang Junjie were stunned. Lan Dingdu looked at the two adults and didn't care. He picked up the knife and fork and continued to cut the steak. When he finished cutting the last piece, he pushed the plate in front of Qin Rouxue. "Mum, eat quickly, or it will be cold, and cold steak is the worst."

Tang Junjie was very unhappy when he heard that he was called Rouxue's mother. In addition to his own guess, although it was not confirmed, it was still close to ten. He decided to bring Rouxue back to England as soon as possible to prevent Rouxue from getting along with Dingdu for a long time. I can't bear it.

He... He actually cut the steak for her. Qin Rouxue looked at the moderately laughing steak on the plate in surprise, then looked at Lan Dingdu, and suddenly hugged him, with red eyes, and said in a choked voice: " How can you be so considerate."

She was so thoughtful that it made her want to cry, and made her wish she was his mommy.

Tang Junjie kept his composure. Hearing the knock on the door, he got up to open the door. The service staff came in pushing the dining car, skillfully placed the plates on the table, and couldn't help but look at Qin Rouxue and Lan Dingdu more when he backed away.

The waiter smiled and said: "Young Master Tang and Mr. Tang really look alike, they are exactly the same. Your family of three is really happy. I wish Mr. Tang, Mrs. Tang, and Young Master Tang have a pleasant lunch. What do you need?" , please give orders."

After dropping the bomb, the waiter pushed the dining car away, and closed the door considerately for the family of three after going out.

Qin Rouxue froze her body, looked at Lan Dingdu in a daze, saw the little man frowning delicately, what was she thinking?

Tang Junjie, who has always been calm, also changed his face. The waiter's words woke him up. A fact that he ignored came to his mind, and his eyes fell on the little guy's face. Not to mention, this little guy really resembles him. He looks like him, and also looks like Rouxue's child, damn it, he must find out what's going on.

Lan Dingdu frowned delicately, he is not Young Master Tang, but Young Master Lan, okay?

The three finished their lunch with their own thoughts. Tang Junjie said that he had something to do, and asked Qin Rouxue to stay in the hotel to rest. Qin Rouxue didn't plan to go out at all. She asked Lan Dingdu if he would stay with her in the hotel, Lan Dingdu Her original intention was to guard Mommy and wait for Daddy to come, so she readily agreed.

Downstairs in the restaurant, Steward Zhao and Xiao Li sat at a table by the window to eat. After checking out of the hotel, they rushed to the hotel designated by the young master without stopping to check in. They were eating lunch until now, and both of them were starving up.

After taking a big mouthful of thick soup, Xiaoli said with emotion: "Sure enough, it's better than a five-star hotel. Even the soup is better than the soup in the hotel we stayed in before. The young master did it right this time."

After the words fell, he waved his paws, wishing to stuff all the food on the table into his mouth.

"The previous hotel was also a five-star hotel." Butler Zhao reminded lightly, looking at Xiao Li's wolfish appearance, it was not unreasonable for her to be fat.

"It's not the same." With food in his mouth, Xiaoli couldn't speak clearly.

"It's different." The butler nodded in agreement. "This hotel is near the Seine and is one-third more expensive than the previous hotel."

"Oh, housekeeper, why are you so frugal? If you spend less money, the young master won't appreciate you." Xiao Li didn't agree with the housekeeper's frugality at all.

Besides, she was able to come to France to see the world, and she was honored by the young master.

She loves the young master the most.

"By the way, you said that the young master asked us to change hotels because the young mistress lived in this hotel. Did the young master mention the young mistress's name?" Butler Zhao thought that after dinner, he went downstairs to check Tenant information, maybe you can find something?

It wasn't that he was suspicious, but that the young master had often mistaken people before, but never once did he leave him or Xiao Li went with others.

He is not worried about the young master meeting a human trafficker, because the young master is a big kid, and if the human trafficker meets him, he can only be punished, and it is impossible to hurt the young master at all.

The young mistress died seven years ago. Before today, he believed it firmly. After he accidentally picked up the photo at the venue, he became less sure. If he hadn't been looking for the young master, he would have looked it up a long time ago.

"No." Feeling depressed at the thought of this, Xiao Li immediately lost her appetite, put down her chopsticks, looked at the butler and said, "The young master just reassured that he found the young mistress, and this time it is the real young mistress."

"Xiao Li, you haven't forgotten your young mistress, have you?" The housekeeper also put down his chopsticks and looked at Xiao Li.

"Of course, I won't forget Young Mistress even when I die." Xiaoli said excitedly, Young Mistress is so kind and treats her well, she will never forget Young Mistress, never in her life.

"Then look at this." Butler Zhao took out a photo from his coat pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li took a look at the photo, and blurted out: "Young Mistress."

The person in the photo is wearing a well-fitting blue dress, wavy curly hair, exquisite facial features, bright and slightly sad eyes, just like the young mistress in her memory, the only difference is that the young mistress seven years ago did not wear makeup , this person has light makeup on.

"Are you sure?" Butler Zhao's tone was a little higher. He was a person who had experienced a lot of wind and waves.

It is already a big deal to make his tone higher, Xiaoli said: "Housekeeper, let's inform the young master quickly, maybe this time, the young master really found the young mistress."

"I can't get in touch." The housekeeper sighed.

"Why?" Xiaoli asked, seeing the housekeeper shaking his head, Xiaoli became anxious, and said very seriously: "Housekeeper, you must find a way to contact the young master and tell him to come quickly. The young master called the young master. My The first reaction was that the young master had identified the wrong person, maybe the young master thought the same way and didn't take it seriously, if we call back, the young master will believe it."

"You said that the young master called the young master?" The butler grasped the point of Xiaoli's words and asked. After seeing Xiaoli's nodding, the butler smiled. His upright face showed relaxation for the first time in seven years. smile. "We don't need to notify the young master."

"Why?" Xiaoli asked stupidly, her mind was pure, not as fast as the housekeeper's.

"Young master's special plane is already in the air." The butler said.

No wonder he called the young master in China on the way back to the hotel, but no one answered the phone, and the young master's cell phone was not answered. He called the company again, and the company was answered by Master Su Run. Master Su Run told him, His special plane has already taken off, and if he wants to find the young master, he will be able to do so in a few hours.

It seems that even if the young master has misunderstood the young mistress countless times and the young master has been disappointed countless times, he is still unwilling to miss it once. The position of the young mistress in the young master's heart is no match for the young master.

In the evening, Tang Junjie came back with a gloomy face. There was no Qin Rouxue in the spacious living room, and Lan Dingdu was not there.

In the past few hours, he found two pieces of information. One, Dingdu's surname is not Du, his surname is Lan, and his full name is Lan Dingdu. He is the president of Lan Group in G City, China, and the son of Lan Jin. Second, Lan Jin's special plane took off at 10:55 in the morning, and the destination he applied to the control tower was Paris, France.

It is conceivable what Lan Jin is aiming at.

It is definitely not simply to pick up his son.

I deliberately hid Rouxue for seven years, but I didn't expect to be discovered by Lan Jin's son, which almost made him fall short. No, he won't allow it, he will never allow it, everything that he painstakingly arranged seven years ago will be destroyed in one go.

If Rou Xue is willing to go with Lan Jin and his son, what can he do? He is reluctant to tie her up, and he is not reconciled to letting her go.

The anger in his chest soared to the highest point. With a wave of Tang Junjie, the blue and white porcelain vase placed on the cabinet fell to the ground, and the fragments flew everywhere. The water flowed all over the place.

Seeing the chaos he had created, Tang Junjie suddenly came to his senses. Rouxue had always listened to him, and it was impossible for him to leave with Lan Dingdu without telling him.

Leaping over the debris on the ground, Tang Junjie walked towards Rouxue's room, shaking the hand holding the doorknob, and firmly opened the door. In the room, on the big bed, two people, one big and one small, were sleeping soundly.

She was still there, and did not leave with Lan Dingdu. Tang Junjie heaved a sigh of relief, walked into the room gently, stood by the bed and looked at the faces of one big and one small, doubts spread in his heart again.

Why did Rouxue and Lanjin's son not look like Lanjin, but he looked like himself? He was very sure that he and Rouxue had never had a relationship. Even before getting engaged, he kissed her until he couldn't control it. He almost really owned her, but stopped the car at a critical moment.

Although their occasional intimacy is no different from truly owning her, but seeing her crying under him, he stopped, and every time he thinks of this, he regrets it.

If he had known that she would disappear for seven months, he would have tied her by his side no matter what he said, and would not allow her to go anywhere, just stay by his side.

It's a pity that money is hard to buy, I knew it earlier, but I didn't expect it to be helpless.

Lan Dingdu woke up first, opened his eyes and saw Tang Junjie standing by the bed, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, sat up, saw Tang Junjie staring at him with deep eyes, the clever Lan Dingdu, soon It was found that Tang Junjie's face was ugly, and his eyes were not as friendly as before.

He thought, it must be because his uncle was upset seeing him sleeping with Mummy, the little guy grinned and called out sweetly. "uncle."

"Come out, I have something to ask you." Tang Junjie gave an order directly, and when he turned around, he glanced at Qin Rouxue, and said, "Be gentle when you get up, don't wake her up."

After explaining, Tang Junjie clenched his hands hanging by his sides, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Seeing Tang Junjie's back disappear at the door, Lan Dingdu, who was sitting on the bed, blinked his big eyes, countless thoughts flashed through his little head, and finally turned his head to look at Qin Rouxue who was sleeping soundly, leaned over and kissed Qin Rouxue on the face, He quickly jumped out of bed, put on his shoes and rushed to the bathroom.

After washing his face casually, the little boy Lan Dingdu rushed out again and ran to the door.

Qin Rouxue, who was sleeping soundly at first, opened her eyes, sat up, caressed her cheek that was just kissed by Lan Dingdu in a daze, the warm touch of the child seemed to be still on her face, and her heart was warm.

Did he really treat himself as a mommy to kiss him?

Throwing off the quilt, Qin Rouxue slid out of bed lightly and went into the bathroom to freshen up.

"Uncle." Walking to the sofa where Tang Junjie was sitting, Lan Dingdu looked at him uneasily.

"Come and sit." Pointing to the single sofa diagonally opposite, Tang Junjie said, and at the same time looked up at Lan Dingdu's little face which was wet. It was obvious that he had washed his face and hadn't dried the water drops.

Something is wrong, very something is wrong, Lan Dingdu thought this way, walked carefully to the sofa and sat down, aiming and aiming with small eyes.

Ignoring the little guy's uneasy expression, Tang Junjie shook the glass goblet in his hand, and the dark red liquid in the glass swayed with his movements. "Dingdu, how old are you?"

"Seven years old." Lan Dingdu answered truthfully. "I just turned seven today."

Tang Junjie paused for a moment, looked at Lan Dingdu, and now he was telling the truth again.

"You don't look like seven years old at all, but five or six years old." He is small and easy to mislead people, even he was misled.

"That's what everyone says." Lan Dingdu smiled, not feeling inferior at all because of his small stature. "Uncle Luo said, I was born prematurely and lost at the starting line, so I can't grow up to other children of the same age, but don't worry, my daddy is very tall, so naturally I won't lose him too much, and I will grow up sooner or later As tall as Daddy."

Indeed, Lan Jin is above 180, so naturally he won't be too short. Tang Junjie nodded in agreement, took a sip of the red liquid in the cup, and asked, "What's your daddy's name?"

"Lan Jin." Lan Dingdu replied.

Tang Junjie raised his eyes to look at Lan Dingdu, and was surprised that he was actually telling the truth to himself.

Seeing Tang Junjie looking at him, thinking that he didn't understand those words, Lan Dingdu added an explanation. "My daddy's name is Lan Jin, blue blue, brocade brocade, Lan Jin."

Daddy is the most remarkable and the object of his admiration. When talking about Daddy, Lan Dingdu's eyes are full of admiration and love.

"Your father's surname is Lan, but your surname is Du. Why?" Tang Junjie asked, his calm tone revealing majesty. He wanted to ask Lan Dingdu directly why he lied to him. For a seven-year-old child, it would hurt his self-esteem to directly point out that he lied, so he asked in a roundabout way.

He, Tang Junjie, is famous in the business world for his decisiveness and decisiveness. No one can change the things he decides. There is only one woman in his life who can get his tenderness, and that is Qin Rouxue.

Tang Junjie's own explanation for why he is soft-hearted towards Lan Dingdu today is that Lan Dingdu is also Rouxue's child, and he loves the house and Wu, so he treats Lan Dingdu differently.

Tang Junjie saw Lan Dingdu's expression in his eyes, and for some reason, jealousy flashed in his heart.

Jealous of Lan Dingdu's admiration and love for Lan Jin, Tang Junjie himself felt incredible.

"I'm sorry." When the well-behaved child apologized, he would stand up and bow his head, showing a very regretful look. Lan Dingdu didn't miss any of these actions.

"Why do you apologize?" Tang Junjie asked in a soft voice, but Tang Junjie's expression remained unchanged.

"Dingdu has never had a mommy since he was a child. Although he shares his father's surname, occasionally when someone asks me what my surname is, I will answer that my surname is Du, because the surname Du is my mommy's surname." After explaining, Lan Dingdu again Apologize. "I'm sorry, Uncle, please forgive me."

The sincere attitude of admitting mistakes makes people feel that if you doubt him, it is a sin.

Just as Tang Junjie was about to say something, he heard the sound of slight footsteps, swallowed what he wanted to say, moved the glass to his lips, and took a light sip.

Qin Rouxue came over, looked at Lan Dingdu, who was hanging his head, and Tang Junjie, who was tasting wine. She felt that the atmosphere between the big and the small was a bit strange, and she asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

Tang Junjie didn't speak, put the goblet in his hand on the tea table, got up and walked to the water dispenser, put a cup of warm water and walked back, glanced at Lan Dingdu, walked to Qin Rouxue, handed the water cup to her, and said softly: "Just now Wake up, drink a glass of warm water to moisturize your throat."

"Thank you, Brother Junjie." After thanking her with a smile, Qin Rouxue took a sip from the water glass, feeling her throat much relieved.

"By the way, what were you two doing just now?" Holding the water glass in both hands, Qin Rouxue looked at Tang Junjie, hoping that he could give her an answer.

The reason for not asking Lan Dingdu is very simple. Lan Dingdu is a child, and some things are unclear.

"Come on, sit down first." Holding her shoulders, Tang Junjie took her to the couch where he was sitting, and sat down together.

Qin Rouxue sat down as she said, but looked at Tang Junjie, and asked him silently what happened.

"Don't worry, it's just a small matter." Giving her a comforting smile, Tang Junjie glanced at Lan Dingdu. He waited for his explanation. He wanted to know if Lan Dingdu had also given his last name to Rouxue. Du.

Receiving Tang Junjie's gaze, the clever kid Lan Dingdu knew that his uncle was waiting for him to explain to Mommy, so he raised his head and smiled at Qin Rouxue.

"Mommy, it's Dingdu's fault. Dingdu will explain to you." His small eyes glanced at Tang Junjie and then fell on Qin Rouxue's face. Lan Dingdu explained: "Just now Dingdu apologized to uncle, although he didn't mean it. Yes, but it is Dingdu's fault that uncle misunderstood."

"Uncle, I'm sorry, can you forgive Dingdu?" Lan Dingdu bowed to Tang Junjie.

Turning her head to look at Tang Junjie, Qin Rouxue asked hesitantly: "He... What did you misunderstand?"

Such a serious apology, what a fault it must be!

"Listen to him telling you." Tang Junjie's words were not only for Qin Rouxue, but also for Lan Dingdu.

Qin Rouxue frowned, feeling that brother Junjie is so strange today, why did Dingdu tell everything, obviously he is the adult, it will be clearer if he speaks.

The so-called people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Lan Dingdu deeply understood this sentence at this time, and lowered his head even lower, as if he wanted to find a hole in the ground to get into.

"Daddy doesn't have time to accompany me. I was angry with him. When my uncle asked me what my last name was, I said Mommy's last name." The child's low voice was full of grievances.

Qin Rouxue's heart throbbed, her face changed, she ignored Lan Dingdu's answer, she just wanted to comfort the aggrieved child, she casually put the water glass on the tea table, pushed Tang Junjie away and got up and walked towards Lan Dingdu, carefully calling out He said. "Dingdu."

She had heard Lan Dingdu say that his father was busy and didn't have time to accompany him before, but when she heard him say it now, she still felt sore in her heart, and she felt sorry for him, so she reached out and patted his shoulder carefully, saying nothing. What comforting words are said, but the actions are really comforting.

Lan Dingdu raised his head and smiled at her, he felt Mommy's comfort.

Qin Rouxue's heart moved, and she hugged Lan Dingdu's small body in her arms.

Looking at the mother and child embracing in front of him, Tang Junjie's expression changed rapidly. Earlier, he thought that Rouxue cared about Dingdu and felt sorry for him in Paris alone, so he paid more attention.

And looking at Dingdu, Rouxue may have thought of the child she gave birth to. When she was seriously injured and unconscious, she took her back to England. After she woke up, she didn't mention the suffering she suffered in China. Never ask about the child she had. She didn't ask, and he didn't pay attention. Rouxue gave birth to another man's child, which was his pain. If Rouxue didn't ask, he was naturally happy.

After investigation, I realized that the previous guesses were all my own self-righteousness.

Lan Dingdu is Rouxue's son. Rouxue pays attention to him and cares about him because of mother-child nature. Even though Rouxue still doesn't know that Lan Dingdu is the child she gave birth to seven years ago, the blood relationship has made her It's different for Lan Dingdu.

Calculating the time, Lan Jin's special plane is about to land at the Paris airport. When he arrives, together with Lan Dingdu, the father and son work together to pester Rou Xue. What's more, Rouxue's heart is very soft, and she has no power to resist Lan Dingdu. When Lan Dingdu is beside her to help Lan Jin speak, Rouxue will forget Lan Jin's love for her in a short time. wound, and foolishly returned to China with their father and son.

No, he must not let such a thing happen, and he will never give Lan Jin the chance to hurt Rouxue again.

The only way to prevent Lan Jin from seeing Rouxue is to bring Rouxue back to England. After returning to England, everything will be easily solved. Britain is his territory, and even if Lan Jin chases after him, he won't be able to get anything cheap.

After making up his mind, Tang Junjie stepped forward and separated Qin Rouxue and Lan Dingdu. Facing the puzzled eyes of the two, he said calmly, "It's getting late, you should go pack your luggage."

When Lan Dingdu heard that he was packing his luggage, panic flashed in his eyes, and then he was suppressed by him, raised his face, and looked at the two adults.

Pack your bags, pack your bags for what? Qin Rouxue also asked the same question. "What am I packing for?"

"Of course we have to leave." Tang Junjie looked at her fondly as he raised his hand to smooth Qin Rouxue's curly hair. "Our flight tonight, back to England."

The last sentence is for Qin Rouxue and Lan Dingdu.

The child's delicate brows are frowned, back to England, mommy is going back to England, daddy hasn't come yet, but mommy is leaving, what should I do? How can I keep Mommy until Daddy comes.

"Go back to England, when did you decide?" Qin Rouxue looked at Lan Dingdu, with deep reluctance in her clear eyes.

Returning to England means that she will never see Dingdu again. She is very reluctant to part with Dingdu.

She asked, and she actually asked. Tang Junjie looked at Qin Rouxue in disbelief. Ever since she was a child, she never questioned her arrangements, let alone asked. The only time she was disobedient was seven years ago. The price was that he lost her for seven months and she suffered for several months.

Tang Junjie had a feeling that what happened seven years ago was happening again. He became more and more sure, and he was determined to leave.

"Rou Xue, are you questioning my decision?" Jun's face sank, and his gentle voice became a little colder.

Qin Rouxue was taken aback, her eyes fell on Tang Junjie's perfect handsome face, and saw his lips pursed into an indifferent arc, and the light in his eyes was chilling. In memory, only one person would look at her with such cold eyes, and She decided to forget about that person seven years ago. Brother Junjie never looked at her with such cold eyes. He always looked at her tenderly.

What's going on today? What happened? After thinking about it, Qin Rouxue's eyes fell on Lan Dingdu's and Tang Junjie's similar faces. The only surprise today was Dingdu. Dingdu is a child, how can he make brother Junjie change his mind.

Although brother Junjie didn't say it clearly, she knew that for the sake of her body, brother Junjie would definitely not take her back to England overnight. Thinking of Tang Junjie's kindness to her, Qin Rouxue apologized in a low voice. "I'm sorry, Brother Junjie."

"Okay, go pack your luggage." Patting her on the shoulder, Tang Junjie deliberately softened his voice, but he couldn't hide the sense of command in his tone.

"Okay." Replied softly, Qin Rouxue didn't dare to look at Lan Dingdu, for fear of seeing his pitiful eyes and begging her to stay, otherwise she would really be unable to leave.

Before she took her footsteps, Qin Rouxue felt a pair of small hands grabbing hers. Looking back, she met Shanglan Dingdu's big black eyes, and heard him say: "It's time for dinner, Mommy can't eat it." Shall we leave after dinner?"

She really wanted to stay and have dinner with him, Qin Rouxue said in her heart, looking up at Tang Junjie, asking for his opinion.

Looking at her begging eyes, Tang Junjie ordered himself not to be soft-hearted. The result of letting her go last time was that after losing her for seven months, after finding her, he couldn't get into her heart for seven years. That kind of deep sense of powerlessness , he didn't want to try again.

"Dinner is provided on the plane." In one sentence, the expectations of the mother and son were determined to be in vain.

"It's so late, I must not be able to buy tonight's ticket, Mommy, why don't we leave tomorrow." One excuse couldn't keep Mommy, so the little boy Lan Dingdu changed to another one.

He made up his mind to keep Mommy. As for the uncle, he can do whatever he wants. If the uncle returns to England alone, he will be very happy.

Paris International Airport.

Lan Jin, who was wearing a black windbreaker, got off the special plane and saw Uncle Zhao standing beside the sightseeing car, without any surprise in his eyes.

"Master, it's been a hard journey." Butler Zhao greeted him with a smile, Lan Jin nodded, and got on the sightseeing bus with Butler Zhao, heading for the gate of the airport.

"Uncle Zhao, did Su Run call and inform you to pick up the plane?" Lan Jin asked calmly in the sightseeing bus.

He made a temporary decision to come to Paris, and few people knew about it, and only Su Run would call and ask Uncle Zhao to pick him up.

"Not really." Uncle Zhao told the truth. "I called the young master in the morning, but no one answered the phone, and then called the company. When the young master Su Run answered the phone, he only told me that the young master's special plane had already taken off. After returning to the hotel, Xiaoli told me that the young master said that he I found Mummy and informed the young master, so I guessed that the young master is coming to Paris, so I came to the airport to wait after lunch."

"You also called me." Lan Jin was surprised by this answer. In the past, when Ding Du said he found Mommy, Uncle Zhao and Xiao Li would not join in.

"Yes." Butler Zhao nodded.

"What's the matter?" Lan Jin's deep voice didn't fluctuate, probably because he was disappointed too many times in the past, and he didn't care about being disappointed one more time, so he came.

Before Butler Zhao answered, the sightseeing bus had already arrived at the waiting car at the door. Butler Zhao said, "Master, please get in the car first."

Lan Jin was not in a hurry, nodded slightly, stepped off the sightseeing car, and got into the waiting car. The butler opened the passenger door, got in, looked back at Lan Jin, and then told the driver to drive.

The car was driving smoothly on the wide road. Lan Jin looked at the photo in his hand, which was given to him by Butler Zhao. It took so long, so long that Butler Zhao thought that the young master would not speak anymore, and he could go down the tower just by looking at the photo. hotel.

"Where did this photo come from?" Suppressing the strong throbbing in his heart, Lan Jin asked in a calm voice as much as possible.

"After the young master disappeared, I found it at the fashion show when I was looking for the young master." Zhao Butler replied, after following the young master for so many years, he could hear the calm voice of the young master at this time, which was suppressed and pretended to be calm .

The young mistress who died for seven years suddenly came back to life, no one can be at peace, he and Xiao Li are like this, especially the young master who loves the young mistress deeply.

After another long silence, Lan Jin asked hoarsely, "Have you seen her?"

"No." After checking into the new hotel, he and Xiaoli had been waiting for the young master to call and ask them to go and see the young mistress, but the result was very disappointing. Butler Zhao added: "I have shown the photos to Xiaoli, Xiaoli said with certainty that the person in the photo is the young mistress."

"It's her." Looking at the photo in his hand, Lan Jin's slender fingers gently rubbed against the person in the photo, as if she was right in front of him. If she was right in front of him, how would he take revenge on him? He hasn't forgotten the hurt seven years ago, and I believe she hasn't forgotten either. Sighing, Lan Jin asked again, "Where is Dingdu?"

"The young master has always been by the young mistress's side." Butler Zhao answered every question, and tried his best to tell the young master everything he knew.

Lan Jin focused on two things, while listening to the butler's report, while looking at the person in the photo in his hand.

Yuxue, you finally showed up.

For seven years, you have been hiding from me for seven full years. Is it because you are too good at hiding, or because I am too useless, I couldn't find you for seven years, but Dingdu found you.

Hotel Lobby.

"Mommy, it's very hard to fly so late, don't leave, okay?" While Tang Junjie went to the counter to check out, Lan Dingdu grabbed Qin Rouxue's hand and tried his best to persuade Qin Rouxue not to leave.

Because the little man in front of him had already delayed the time, Tang Junjie was very unhappy because of this. Qin Rouxue saw it, and even if she couldn't bear to part with Lan Dingdu, she still had to go back to England with Tang Junjie.

"Dingdu, you really misunderstood the person. I'm not your mommy. Next time, don't admit your mistake again." Looking down at Lan Dingdu, Qin Rouxue corrected him seriously.

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