Shimao Royal Hotel Paris

Geng Lei stood in front of the welcome door, saw a taxi stopped, and immediately stepped forward to open the door of the back seat. Leng Yuchen, who was dressed in a dark suit, stepped out of the car and looked at the appearance of the hotel in front of him.

"President, Mr. Han is here and is waiting for you in the reception hall. Close the car door, Geng Lei reported.

On the way back to the hotel, Han Yayu received a call from her father, inquiring about the hotel where they had collapsed.

Leng Yuchen raised his eyebrows, "Let's go, go in first." ”

will know who else they can when they come to France except for the one from the Leng family. After so many years, it seems that they still don't give up!

came just in time, the person he was going to find had been found, and he didn't have time to play any more in-laws with them.

In the reception hall, the gold carvings and jade are bricked, the lanterns are on, and the oval dining table is placed on both sides of the metal candle stands, which are placed with flowers and custard twill candles inserted, and the flower decoration of the large basket in the middle is even more brilliant.

Seat enough for sixteen people, neatly placed napkins and cutlery.

Han Yayu, who had changed into a white gauze skirt with a nude bandeau flower belt, sat next to a middle-aged man in a gray suit, and the two didn't know what they were talking about, and Han Yayu, who had been provoking her, kept bowing her head and being shy.

Seeing Leng Yuchen and Geng Lei walking in, the two of them were sitting and converging.

"Mr. Han..."

Sitting across from their table, Leng Yuchen greeted the middle-aged man.

"Yu Chen, I have to say to you, work is important, but the people around you can't ignore it!" The middle-aged man rested his elbows on the table, intertwined the knuckles of his hands, and reminded with a smile.

He appreciates a man who puts his work first, but he doesn't care if his daughter is ignored because of this.

For a father, the happiness of his daughter is greater than everything else. Therefore, he hopes that after they get married, Leng Yuchen can scruple in their careers and families.

Leng Yuchen sat in his position and didn't reply, just slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

Geng Lei, who was standing next to him, secretly glanced at Leng Yuchen, and saw that he didn't react much, so he relaxed a little.

"Dad... Yu Chen came to Paris mainly to discuss business, and I insisted on coming with him to make trouble for him. Han Yayu rested her head on the middle-aged man's shoulder, her hands clasped around his arms and shook softly.

The middle-aged man sighed and shook his head, "Alas... You haven't married yet, just like this towards him, it's really a big girl. ”

His daughter is devoted to the man she loves, blames her in her words, and is happy that she can find a man worthy of trust.

"Since Yuchen is here, you can start eating, and Assistant Cui will go and inform the waiter to serve the food. ”

"Yes, I'll go. ”

Assistant Cui walked out and ordered, there were only four people left in the hall, Geng Lei stepped forward and took the glass kettle on the table, and poured them cold and white for them one by one.

"Mr. Han, I came to Paris in person, also for work, right?!" Picking up the goblet, Leng Yufeng took a sip of water in the cup.

When asked why he came to Paris, Han Taeyong wittily replied: "Uh... yes, I know you're in Paris too, so take a look. ”

said it was by the way, but in fact, he came specially, as soon as they got on the plane to Paris, he received a call from Leng Yilin.

They have been engaged for three years, and the wedding date has been postponed repeatedly, and he came to discuss this matter with Leng Yuchen in detail. Of course, Leng Yuchen couldn't let him see his eagerness, and he had to naturally lead the conversation to this topic.

A minute later, the three waiters took the plates together, placed them in front of the three-person table, lifted the lid and exited in an orderly manner, leaving a sommelier to pour the red wine for them.

The three of them began to eat, cutting food on the plate with knives and forks, without making any sound, and the hall was unusually quiet.

Taking in a piece of cut beef, Han Yayu asked, "Dad... When you go back, I'll send you. ”

"I'll leave the day after tomorrow, Yayu will go back to see your mother when she has time, I haven't seen you for a month, she misses you very much. ”

Since their engagement, she has often traveled to China, and this time they came to France together.

Speaking of her mother at home, Han Yayu felt ashamed, bowed her head and said, "Then I'll go back to China with you." ”

Han Taiyong put down his knife and fork, looked at Leng Yuchen's gaze calmly, and said in a solemn tone, "Yuchen... Let's talk about your marriage with Yayu. ”

Three years has dragged on for the marriage long enough, and a woman can no longer waste three years of her youth waiting.

This time, he wants to talk to the parties about the marriage between the two of them.