An Jingyu picked up his mobile phone, dialed the phone, and commanded in a cold voice:

"I want a plane ticket back home tonight. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Mr. An, the fastest ticket to go back tonight is 8 o'clock tonight, but you made an appointment with the person in charge of the Drouot auction house in the evening, and we made an appointment for a week, are you sure you want to push it off?"

"Find out where he is now, I'll explain it to my face, and book a ticket for me."

"Mr. An, as your assistant, I really hope that you can consider that if the two major auction houses in China and France jointly do the Four Seasons Auction, it will not be a problem for a single auction to exceed 100 million US dollars, and the grade of the lots will also be greatly improved."

"Just find out where he is now."

"Okay, Mr. An. I'll do my best. In addition, Ye Qingfan's information has been sent to you. ”

An Jingyu hung up the phone and looked at his watch, it was almost 3 o'clock, it should be 10 o'clock in the evening in Beijing, and he was still eating with him?

As soon as I came out, I was with a popular male star, right? Well, that's good!

In the past, she was ready to rest at this time, but today, she is still eating? Finally, I was burned by the anxiety in my heart and dialed her phone.

Song Youran and Ye Qingfan chatted, and as soon as they talked about the particularly exciting plot, they saw the mobile phone screen light up, and when they saw the name on it, they were a little sad between their eyebrows, and they picked up the phone with a resigned face.

"Wild girl, where is it?"

That gentle tone seemed to be the same as the cold face just now, indeed, only in the face of Song Youran's seem, he would be so gentle.

"I'm in An Ran Xuan, bring a friend who asked me to paint over for dinner."

This is the reason why Song Youran doesn't like to come here, she always feels that there are people watching her everywhere, and her every move is under the attention of others.

This honest appearance really made the other party very useful, and said in a cheerful tone: "You still have friends I don't know?" ”

"Oh, I met Jiang Xinrui at the birthday party, when you come back to introduce you, I'll go back in a while, don't worry."

"Okay, I'll be back soon, jet'aime." An Jingyu deliberately said I love you in French, just to hear her answer!

“jet＇aime。 Good night. ”

Song Youran didn't know that after she said this, Ye Qingfan's eyes suddenly became cold, and the temperature around him dropped a few points.

"I'm sorry, my friend, always worried about me."

She has always classified their relationship as a state of friendship and lovers.

Ye Qingfan didn't answer, just gave a faint gratitude, and then he was not interested, and he wanted to know the identity of that person.

An Jingyu returned to his heart like an arrow, looked at his watch, more than 19 o'clock in the evening, and after ten hours, he would be able to wait by Youran's side, he knew Song Youran too well, and he had been with her for 15 years, he accompanied her to study oil painting, she wanted to study in France, and he postponed his plan to take over the largest auction company in China founded by his family from his father. Accompanied her to France.

Running a gallery in France and collecting antiques, calligraphy and paintings, An Jingyu bought one of Youran's favorite wineries when he graduated at the age of 23 and named it "ChateauAanran" after two people.

After returning to China, he officially took over the family auction house, and on An Ran's 25th birthday, he collected 127 works from the beginning of learning to paint, and held a personal exhibition with the theme of "growth, transformation, and perfection". An Jingyu not only held a solo exhibition for Youran, but also bought the gallery and gave it a new name "Enron Gallery".

Everyone thought that the princess and the prince would live happily together from now on, but who knew that on the way home for An Jingyu to send him leisurely, the marriage proposal was rejected.

An Jingyu knew that there was always something missing between them, but what was missing? An Jingyu has never found it, he has been looking forward to being able to enjoy happiness in the sun with leisurely, and slowly grow old with the time intertwined with cold and warm.

Youran grew up in the courtyard, and the complex for the courtyard is very serious, An Jingyu has been looking for an ideal courtyard, knowing that when he met An Ran Xuandi, An Jingyu quietly bought it in the name of Song Youran, and after taking care of everything, where did he hold a 27th birthday banquet for Youran, but even so, Youran still refused to marry him. What is wrong and what is not good enough!

For leisurely, Anshen poured everything he had, but such a deep love could not be exchanged for a leisurely heartbeat. Love is not something one person says in the end.

But Song Youran's appointment with Ye Qingfan is by no means as simple as an ordinary appointment, with An Shen's understanding of Youran, she will never agree to a stranger's appointment, let alone go to An Ranxuan with him for dinner, they have only known each other for less than a week. It's because he knows too well that An Shen is so nervous to return to China, no matter what, no matter who dares to play a leisurely idea, then his fate will definitely be miserable.

Song Youran, see you tomorrow!

"I'm home, goodbye."

Song Youran refused the lobby manager's request to send him off, and it seemed that the seed of rebellion hidden in his heart was slowly beginning to sprout, so he got into Ye Qingfan's car in everyone's surprised eyes. Laughter and laughter all the way, half an hour's drive, Ye Qingfan was stunned for an hour, but he finally had to arrive at the moment when he arrived at the door.

Ye Qingfan waved his hand at her, watching her walk towards a gorgeous mansion, seeing that it was about to get farther and farther away, that feeling, as if he was about to disappear from his life, his heart was tightly pinched together. "Leisurely!"

Song Youran turned around, and before he could ask what was going on, he was hugged by him.

The heart was beating like a deer, and the two had only seen each other, but the frequency of the heartbeat was so ......

"What are you doing!" Although there is also a heartbeat, after all, I have only seen two sides, let alone downstairs in her house. Song Youran hurriedly pushed Ye Qingfan away.

After being pushed away, Ye Qingfan was a little stunned, her hands fell empty, and she opened her mouth to explain, but she ran upstairs without looking back......

There seemed to be still her hair fragrance in her hand, Ye Qingfan was stunned, and only smiled bitterly for a long time, and suddenly found that the so-called gambling game had slowly turned into a heartbeat in his heart, and the seeds of love seemed to have taken root and sprouted......

Sitting in the car, putting away the canopy, folding down the seat, looking up at the few scattered stars hanging in the sky, and soon after she went up, she saw a light by Ben's dark window, and knew that she had arrived home safely, but she did not want to move away......

Through the blurred curtain, Song Youran stood in front of the window, looking at the car still in place, not moving for half a minute, the hug just now made her face slightly red, and more, shy.

"Why don't I hate this hug?"

She doesn't even hate this hug, she doesn't even hate this hug, but feels that shoulder, which is very generous, can shelter her from the wind and rain!

"Ye Qingfan, what kind of person are you?"

muttered to herself, she no longer had the heart to sleep, and even An Jingyu's news that I would return to China soon was forgotten by her.

As soon as the sky was gray, the white belly of the fish belly in the east had already made the early risers in the city start a new day's labor, Ye Qingfan realized that he actually looked at the car and slept so peacefully, looked at the watch on his wrist, he felt incomprehensible and smiled, stretched his muscles, Ye Qingfan started the car and disappeared downstairs in her house.