The restaurant Zheng Xiuyan is talking about is naturally a three-Michelin-starred restaurant operated on the first floor of the hotel. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Jiang Donghuan looked at Zheng Xiuyan, who was leisurely opposite, pursed the corners of his mouth and said, "How do you feel today?" ”

"How? There will be no event today, and it will be our turn in two days. ”

After Zheng Xiuyan brought the last bit of caviar on the plate to her mouth, she let the waiter next to her help her change the tableware, and said casually: "By the way, I heard that Yuna and Pani are also here." ”

Jiang Donghuan's hand holding the wine glass stiffened slightly, and then he took a sip without a trace and said, "Is it?" Are you going to meet? Afraid that S.M will not agree? ”

"No, why meet?" Zheng Xiuyan's face was slightly stiff and said: "At that time, the media will naturally stare at this, if they find out or photograph it, they will treat it as big news and don't know what the hype will be, even if they don't meet, they will say the same." ”

"Isn't that what you want? It's good to have a topic and a hot topic. ”

Zheng Xiuyan rolled her eyes at Jiang Donghuan and said, "Some things are best to keep the topic, what about this meeting and next time?" What are they going to say? It's best if you can't get something. ”

Jiang Donghuan gently cut a small piece of freshly served fish and said with a smile: "Whatever you want, but you're not afraid of being photographed staying in the same hotel?" ”

"You're going to settle it, aren't you?"

Seeing that the other party didn't care, Jiang Donghuan grinned secretly.

He actually wanted to ask the other party why he wanted to live in the same room with him, but now he couldn't say this kind of thing directly in front of the other party, but he didn't expect to ask euphemistically but was beaten back by him.

"Are you afraid that Yuna or Pani will find out that we will have trouble living together?"

"What do you say, how is it possible?"

Jiang Donghuan chuckled and planned to divert the topic, he didn't want to discuss this issue with Jung so-yeon.

"I think it's likely, after all, they all care about you so much."

"Why do I smell a sour smell?"

Looking at Zheng Xiuyan's pursed lips with a disgusted expression, Jiang Donghuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Then what do you say is your relationship with them?"

"It's the kind of relationship you know."

Jiang Donghuan shrugged his shoulders slightly, lowered his head and concentrated on the food on the plate, seemingly without any desire to explain at all.

After Zheng Xiuyan looked at him twice, her cheeks seemed to be inflated, and she puffed out into a bun face angrily.

Ever since witnessing such a grand occasion in front of the hospital's operating room, Zheng Xiuyan has begun to care a little about his relationship with several other women.

As for the reason?

In Zheng Xiuyan's view, they posed a threat to her position, but she did not notice the change in her subconscious perception.

If it was only about interests, would she be secretly angry or even have this kind of emotion called jealousy?

Not to be outdone, Zheng Xiuyan, who was aroused to be competitive, asked again.

"Why don't I move to another hotel?"

"You can live in peace, what's the trouble?"

Of course, Jiang Donghuan can't wait for this, and he really shouts good!

It's a pity that he knows that Zheng Xiuyan is just saying that, if she really responds like this, she will inevitably turn her face on the spot and be heartbroken, and no matter what happens in the future, it will be trouble.

After hearing Jiang Donghuan's words, Zheng Xiuyan's face suddenly slowed down, revealing a sweet smile of satisfaction, and her mood instantly improved.

"We'll go to the show in a while, and I've already bought the tickets."

"What the hell is a show?"

Although Jiang Donghuan is not very interested, he has just arrived on the first day, and he is idle, so he can relax.

"A performance by a rock band that I really like, so I can relax and rest assured, it's going to be fun."

Jiang Donghuan bowed his head lightly when he heard this, at first he thought it was some kind of opera, symphony or something, but he didn't expect it to be a rock band.

Bataclan Concert Hall...

This kind of name sounds like a place for formal performances, so it's no wonder that Jiang Donghuan, who doesn't participate in this kind of event much, misunderstands it.

"Okay, but you're not going to wear this, are you?"

"Of course not!"

Zheng Xiuyan was angry when she heard him mention his clothes, and in order to show it well in front of him, she specially picked out an off-the-shoulder dress that set off her figure and had dinner with him, but she didn't expect this eyeless guy to be really angry since he didn't praise a word...

She deliberately straightened her chest and said, "Isn't my dress bad?" ”

"It's not good, it's too exposed, so I'm afraid that if you go like this, someone will take advantage of it, and then I won't suffer a big loss."

Zheng Xiuyan raised her head when she heard his words and snorted: "It seems that your vision needs to be improved, this is a new model that will be displayed in two days." ”

Although she said so, her heart was beautiful, why couldn't she hear that Jiang Donghuan was praising her in disguise?

Seeing Zheng Xiuyan so coaxing, Jiang Donghuan couldn't help but snicker in his heart, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "Okay, let's go up and change your clothes after eating, drink less wine, and don't get drunk for a while." ”

******

Jiang Donghuan looked at the long queue in front of the small concert hall, frowned lightly and said, "You didn't buy a ticket for the VIP area?" Do we still need to queue? ”

When Zheng Xiuyan heard this, Jiang Donghuan glanced at him and said, "What VIP tickets do you need to watch a rock band perform?" Do you want to see it in the box on the second floor? Of course, I'm going to stand in the rock zone! ”

"Okay."

In this regard, Kang Dong-hwan, who considered himself a shortcoming, shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the end of the line with Jung so-yeon.

"Do you have to bring bodyguards with you to watch the show? It's Paris, and no one knows you, so I only bought two tickets. ”

Zheng Xiuyan looked at the two black-clothed men who followed behind the two and complained with some dissatisfaction.

After Jiang Donghuan thought about it, he turned his head to Jason and said, "You guys are guarding outside." ”

"Yes."

Seeing the bodyguard stay away, Zheng Xiuyan was in a happy mood, she did this to create an environment for the two to be alone, not to mention that basically no one knew her when she went abroad, of course she had to let go.

When Jiang Donghuan escorted Zheng Xiuyan and squeezed into the station area in front of the stage, looking at the people around him, and the two of them seemed to be stuffed into canned sardines, Jiang Donghuan smiled bitterly and lowered his head to Zheng Xiuyan's ear and said, "What's so fun about being so crowded?" ”

"Lively! You'll find out later! ”

Jung so-yeon looked up at Kang Dong Hwan and said, she was very satisfied with his behavior of protecting herself in her arms.

Looks like this guy isn't a stupid guy either...

Suddenly, the lights in the arena dimmed, and the spotlights lit up on the stage, and suddenly there was a huge cheer from the crowd.

******

In a van not far from the street outside the Bataclan Concert Hall, four bearded men muttered something they didn't know, as if they were waiting for something.

"It's almost time, ready to get started."

"For the Holy War!"

"Allahu Akbar!"

The van door was slammed open, and four strong men with AK-47s rushed down. (To be continued.) )