Knowing that Concubine Xiao on the other end of the phone looked displeased, Luo Zheyun immediately comforted her softly, "Okay, don't be angry, I'll come to you tomorrow." ”

"No! Tomorrow I will go to Paris with Zhang He to shoot a wedding photoshoot. ”

When Luo Zheyun heard this, he immediately said lightly, "Oh! "Oh well"

"Did you invite me to your engagement party?"

Concubine Xiao was instantly frightened by Luo Zheyun's question, and her little face was full of shocked rhetorical questions about Luo Zheyun.

"Do you think Zhang He will invite you?"

On the other end of the phone, Luo Zheyun snorted coldly, "I'm sorry, he has already sent an invitation to our house, so I still have to go to your wedding." ”

"You're talking angry!"

Xiao Fei'er sighed lightly, a trace of worry appeared on her brows, but it was fleeting.

"Nope! I'm serious. ”

"Since you have said before that you want to use your own methods not to get engaged to Zhang He, then I will see what kind of methods you use to prevent He's engagement."

"Actually, your marriage is the last thing I want to see."

Listening to Luo Zheyun's confession-like sentence, the corners of Xiao Fei'er's mouth showed a meaningful chuckle.

"The matter on the side of the radical group, I have now handed over to Li Man to temporarily manage the affairs of the company in my place, in short, I still want to thank you Zheyun for relying on Li Man to defeat Zhong Qi."

"Okay, you should rest early."

At nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, in the international airport of City A, Xiao Feier Zhang He appeared at the boarding entrance to Paris.

Today, Xiao Fei'er is wearing a pink autumn dress with fungus, she combs a smart low ponytail, and wears a jet-black wide-brimmed sunglasses on her palm-sized face, which has a slight mystery in the whole sweetness.

Xiao Fei'er kept smiling and grabbed Zhang He's arm beside her, and then slowly entered the boarding gate, the sweet feeling of the two of them really made others envious.

After many reporters who had been waiting at the airport noticed the appearance of the two, they held their cameras to take pictures of Xiao Fei'er and Zhang He.

Sensing that someone was secretly filming, Xiao Fei'er was not annoyed, because this is what she wanted.

After a 5-hour flight. Xiao Fei'er and Zhang He finally arrived at the airport in Paris.

Due to the six-hour time difference between China and Paris, it was already 9 p.m. when the two got off the plane.

This time Zhang Xuanzhen planned his trip to Paris quite carefully, whether it was from the two of them getting off the plane to staying at one of the most famous DM hotels in Paris, the whole process was coherent and not muddy at all.

Come to the DM Hotel. Xiao Fei'er and Zhang He, who were at the front desk, took their room cards one after another.

Since Concubine Xiao saw Zhang He yesterday, Concubine Xiao has always noticed that Zhang He has always looked worried in the past few days, remembering that when Luo Zheyun had not yet appeared, Zhang He's domineering but somewhat cute appearance towards him is now completely gone.

Although the current Zhang He has become a little calm, Xiao Fei'er still feels that the current Zhang He seems to have something on his mind.

Concubine Xiao and Zhang He's rooms were very close. Xiao Fei'er's room number is 501, and Zhang He's room number is 503.

The two came to the door of their room one after another, Zhang He carried the complicated luggage, and Xiao Fei'er swiped the card to enter the room without looking back.

Concubine Xiao was confused by Zhang He's sudden look.

She stood in front of the door of room 501 for a long time, she looked at room 503 where Zhang He lived in a daze, until a waiter with British descent at the corner of the stairs stepped forward to ask herself, and Xiao Fei'er suddenly swiped her card to enter the room.

Xiao Fei'er, who was sitting on the bed, looked at a domestic news report about herself playing on her laptop, and Xiao Fei'er suddenly felt that she was in a good mood.

"Today, the reporter at the airport captured a photo of the popular actress Xiao Feier and Zhang He entering the Paris boarding gate, according to the grapevine, Xiao Feier and Zhang He are going to take wedding photos in Paris tomorrow, so is the photo of Xiao Fei'er and the film media private meeting hype recently?"

At this time, Xiao Fei'er once again received a call from Luo Zheyun who called from City A.

As soon as the phone is connected. Luo Zheyun immediately asked Concubine Xiao, "Concubine, where are you?" ”

"I'm in Paris."

Luo Zheyun on the phone said as if he hadn't heard it, "I know, I'm asking you in which hotel?" ”

She said blankly, "DM International Hotel." ”

"The room?"

“501。”

"I'll surprise you tomorrow."

Hearing this, Concubine Xiao'er's tone was mixed with a hint of expectation, "What surprise?" Did you fly from China to Paris to find me? ”

"Don't tell you, concubine, go to bed early, I'll have to attend a meeting later."

The person on the other end of the phone obviously didn't mean to explain, and Concubine Xiao was so angry that she choked her nose. At this time, Luo Zheyun's soft voice rose in his ears, "Good night." ”

With the surprise of what Luo Zheyun said tomorrow, Concubine Xiao went to bed early after washing up.

It was still sunny in Paris this morning, and Zhang He, who had long been dressed neatly, came to room 501, which was not far from where he lived.

Jang Hyuk stretched out his slender hand and tapped on the door behind his back.

The sound of "knock knock" is clear in the ears.

About ten seconds later. A sound of footsteps from far to near came into Zhang He's ears, and when Xiao Fei'er opened the door, her eyes touched Zhang He's sunny smile on her face.

Xiao Fei'er stared at Zhang He's face in amazement, making Zhang He feel a little embarrassed to dodge her gaze.

"Concubine, today we are trying on wedding dresses at a famous wedding photography shop in Paris, M, and then we are going out to take pictures."

Seeing that Zhang He answered very seriously, Concubine Xiao nodded and said. "Okay."

After a brief breakfast, Concubine Xiao and Zhang He took a bus from Paris to Pù, an M wedding photography shop in the center of the city.

The decoration pattern of the M store pù is sapphire blue as the style of the whole store, and the large area of the use of mirrors for the decoration of the store pù is very unique, and the most important thing is that in the M store pù, each piece of wedding dress displayed is set up in a transparent cabinet, which is very intuitive and eye-catching.

As soon as the two entered the store, a blonde waiter wearing a Chinese-style cheongsam stepped forward to greet them.

“Hello,miss,Sir。”

Xiao Fei'er smiled and nodded at the waiter, "Hello, IhaveanappointmentXiaoFeierweddingphotography." ”

"Hello, Concubine Xiao, you can have a Chinese conversation with me."

The Chinese pronunciation of the woman in front of her is so standard, Xiao Fei'er has an illusion that the sentence just now is not what she said! In addition to being shocked, Concubine Xiao still nodded politely in agreement.

"Yes, okay."

"Madame Beon has told me in advance that you will come here to take the wedding photos."

Concubine Xiao asked suspiciously, "Lady Beang?" ”

"That's right, our company has a cooperation with Mrs. Beyon's beyon wedding dress."

"Let's also choose your outfits and try them on." (To be continued.) )