Jiang Donghuan looked at the smaller and smaller cities in his field of vision, and he still stood there after the fuselage was submerged in the clouds and nothing could be seen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, he clearly realized what it meant to be free, and he suddenly felt the urge to leave the land under his feet that caused him so much pain in South Korea.

He no longer cares about the revitalization of the association, the situation on the peninsula, the secret war of any country, or the ********, he has enough money and ability to take root in any corner of the world and live an easy and prosperous life, but he can't.

The land under his feet not only has those figures that make him worry, but also things that he can't easily let go, and if he doesn't know the truth about some things, he believes that he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Of course, what made him so emotional was only because this was the first time he had a free flight that was not arranged by anyone, and there was another existence beside him that made him try his best to divert his attention.

"What do you want?"

Hearing a crisp voice in his ears, Jiang Donghuan had to turn his head to look at Zheng Xiuyan and said, "It's nothing, it's just in a daze, what's wrong?" ”

"When you're tired, lie down and rest, there's still a long time on the road."

She called the stewardess and asked for a pillow blanket and said to Jiang Donghuan: "What do you want to eat, wait for you to get up and order it yourself, or will I order it for you later?" ”

Seeing this, Jiang Donghuan looked at Zheng Xiuyan's behavior with amusement and said, "Are you a passenger or a flight attendant?" ”

"Do flight attendants care more about you or do I care more about you? I'll read the book for a while, and you'll tell me something. ”

"You still read?" Jiang Donghuan looked at her in surprise and said.

Zheng Xiuyan couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this: "What? In your eyes, I'm the one who only dresses up every day? Whether it's design or management, I need to learn, right? ”

Jiang Donghuan shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't mean anything else, but I didn't expect you to have this side." ”

"There's a lot of things you didn't expect, go to sleep."

Jiang Donghuan looked at Zheng Xiuyan's unhappy appearance, smiled, then took the things handed by the flight attendant, closed his eyes and began to rest, after all, he didn't really come on vacation, and there were still a lot of headaches to deal with next.

The long-distance flight time is enough to exhaust people, and when Jiang Donghuan wakes up, he finds that Zheng Xiuyan has fallen asleep quietly at some point.

Looking at her eight-figure eyebrows, which were still slightly frowning after falling asleep, Jiang Donghuan was stunned.

Presumably she is under a lot of pressure, both for herself and the outside world...

I always feel that a large part of her current attitude towards herself is pretending, or that it is not out of her own intention.

After all, who would suddenly become concerned about someone they had previously hated?

Jiang Donghuan grinned lightly at the corner of his mouth, he didn't believe it anyway.

Was it because of her actions that changed her life?

Kang Dong Hwan suddenly realized that he seemed to be an insurmountable mountain for Zheng Xiuyan, and he pressed down on her body fiercely.

As long as she uses force casually, she will be easily crushed to death in an instant, not only her career, but also her life, her family, and everything about her.

That's why she's so unpredictable in such an extreme situation of being controlled by others.

Isn't there a saying that is very good, life is like a strong x, since you can't resist, then go and enjoy it.

This kind of morbid and deformed distorted psychological suggestion has long been deeply instilled in Jung so-yeon's heart little by little in Kang Dong Hwan's own unconscious behavior, and has become an irreversible impression.

And the moment when she finally gave hope after the collapse completely ignited this powder keg and completely changed Zheng Xiuyan's concept and consciousness.

She is now like a hedgehog covered in spikes, if she pokes the truth lightly, not only will she not accept it, but she will form a ball of sharp thorns, fiercely counterattack and do more excessive things.

Thinking that this was the result of his own hands, Jiang Donghuan couldn't help but sigh, reached out and gently lifted up a strand of hair blocking the front of her nostrils, but he didn't expect her to wake up very sensitively.

Zheng Xiuyan, who was a little confused, looked at Jiang Donghuan's movements and suddenly realized what had just happened, showed a smile and rubbed her eyes and said, "Are you awake?" ”

"Well, leave me alone, you can go back to sleep."

"It's okay, I..."

Seeing that she still wanted to hold on, Jiang Donghuan frowned and reached out to push him back.

"If you want to sleep, you will sleep."

Seeing him suddenly press himself to lie down, Zheng Xiuyan suddenly burst out laughing, and didn't speak, just hummed lightly, then twisted her body to adjust to a comfortable position and closed her eyes, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled slightly.

Jiang Donghuan, who felt a little headache for Zheng Xiuyan's state, couldn't help but reach out and rub the corners of his forehead, and called the flight attendant to order the meal he missed.

As the plane slowly landed, as a first-class passenger, of course, he took the VIP channel, but Zheng Xiuyan needed to show up in front of the fans who were waiting for her, so the two parted ways, she followed the agent, and Kang Dong-hwan got into the Jason car that had already come to Paris to start preparations.

"How's everything going?"

Jason turned his head from the co-pilot and smiled at Jiang Donghuan: "Don't worry, everything is ready, you must know that this is our territory, I guarantee that if he dares to come, there will be no return." ”

Jiang Donghuan bowed his head lightly and said, "Let's go to the hotel first." ”

As an agent who has been in Europe for a long time, Jiang Donghuan is no stranger to Paris at all, looking at the familiar streets flashing out of the car window, he can't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

He used to be just an outlaw, walking on the edge of danger every day, but now he has become a class that he could never reach in the eyes of the past, and this change of identity always makes him feel unreal.

But this apprehension only strengthened his determination to fully integrate into this identity, to the extent that no one could act rashly against him, and presumably that was his ultimate goal.

It was also the brightest point under the sun that he had dreamed of when he was in the dark.

When Jiang Donghuan washed away the fatigue of the journey in the hotel suite, he pushed open the bathroom door and walked back to the living room, but he didn't expect to see a beautiful picture sitting on the sofa flipping through fashion magazines.

"What are you doing here?"

"You're finally done."

Hearing this, Zheng Xiuyan stood up, walked to the side, dragged her suitcase and walked to the bedroom, and said without looking back: "I have booked the restaurant, and after I finish cleaning up and eating together, we will go to see a show." ”

"Performance?"

"Yes, Bataclan Hall."

Jiang Donghuan looked at Zheng Xiuyan's disappearing back in a daze, and suddenly his face was ugly.

She's... Planning to stay here?! (To be continued.) )