CHAPTER XXXIX

After arriving in southern Europe, Wen Zhen knew that this trip was really worth it.

Or the previous driver uncle to pick up the person, the first day back to the manor, guided by Professor Li, Wen Zhen knows a lot of domestic and foreign industry gods, this time the game is not only held in Florence, this is a major European league international competition, the game process is also broadcast live to the world.

Florence only stayed for three days, just let them do a preparation activity first, and these three days were quite relaxed, and every day was to eat, drink and play with them.

The fourth day began to kick off the competition.

Wen Zhen represents the Chinese classical dance group competition, trained by Li Minhong, 48 hours of completely closed training, this group has a total of three dancers, the other two Wen Zhen also played once or twice in the domestic competition, the opponent is not weak.

Throughout the week, Wen Zhen had a very fulfilling time.

The night before the game was a night of revelry for everyone.

Wen Zhen leaned on Wen Shan's shoulder, shaking the transparent wine glass in his hand, Everyone sat on the terrace, and when they raised their eyes, they could see the silver galaxy glittering in the sky.

"How's the preparation for tomorrow's game?" Wen Shan glanced at her.

It's as if the demon queen of the country is right in front of you.

A smile and a smile are all amorous, and her gestures are endlessly charming, and her tone with a little arrogance makes her confident and gorgeous.

In fact, Wen Shan's worries were a little redundant, Wen Zhen knew very well how busy Yan Chaoyu was during this time, and he also knew that he might not be able to see this circle of friends on time, and even guessed that even if he did, he would not contact her so easily.

As soon as Wen Zhen stepped down, Wen Shan answered her below, handed her a coat and water, and then went backstage to wait for the results.

The thread he thought was cut was broken.

Staying on the wooden table in front of the window, the glass was broken and the diamonds shone brightly, and the blue diamond butterfly necklace fell on the table and crumbled.

After all, she is a person whose soul and body are deeply integrated, she knows too well that this man is too rational, and she is also used to restraining her heart, if she is not cruel to him, she will not achieve the effect at all.

He held his grip on the necklace on the edge of the table, taking several deep inhalations before he could hold it in his steady hand.

He remembered that the necklace he had put on for Wen Zhen that night.

Wen Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly, and she made no secret of it: "That's right." ”

The night breeze outside the window was dashing, Yan Chaoyu stood for a long time, sat back on the sofa, his long legs apart, his whole face hung low in the shadows, after a while, he smiled calmly, the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window reflected his side face, and those deep eyes became darker and darker.

In the past few days, the financial news at home and abroad has been lively, the Yan Group has successfully changed its blood, and some political parties have been thoroughly cleaned up, so that Yan Chaozhou has just been discharged from the hospital when he learned the news that the headquarters personnel were empty, and he was so angry that he wanted to fly to the United States that night.

Yan Chaoyu had just returned from the airport, the car drove along the colorful neon road to Qinglong Bay, opened the door of the villa, the house was silent, there was no warmth, Aunt Zhang was also arranged to take a vacation, and the whole house became a place for him to close his eyes and rest.

Yan Chaoyu's body relaxed, loosened his tie, turned on the light in the master bedroom, he hadn't noticed any changes in this bedroom for many days, only today, when he saw her circle of friends, he began to observe the world after she left, and when he closed the curtains, his eyes swept indifferently in front of the window.

The stage lights dimmed, the sound of the pipa rose leisurely, and the screen behind him flickered, only to see the whole black sky drifting snow, and the girl in the light purple dress had a waist and limbs, sinking little by little with the sound of the pipa.

And this scene happened to be included in the live broadcast of the dance troupe behind him.

This is what most netizens said about her after the video spread to China.

Therefore, she also left a trick to follow.

And it just so happened that the dance she was going to dance the next day was the famous demon concubine Su Daji.

In an instant, my heart roared like a volcano, and some strongly suppressed emotions surged out.

His gaze froze at this moment.

"Classmate Wen Zhen, listen to my sister's advice, be careful of playing with fire and self-immolation, it has angered the president, and you will be locked up in a small black house~"

The sound of the pipa suddenly stopped, a bright light was projected on her dancing position, the music slowed down, and the moment she turned her legs to look back, the bright colors under the light were too much, so that the audience immediately breathed and immersed themselves in her fox-like cunning and smart smile.

Such Su Daji is not only beautiful and charming, but also smart and vivid in her girlhood.

Alcohol stimulates dopamine, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

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Rubbing the butterfly wings a few times with his fingertips.

The snow will stop in the picture, her dance steps will change from sharp to light, and gradually kneel down with the falling wind and snow, lying down on her side, and her full dress Ayaluo follows the arc, outlining the slender figure of the demon concubine under the light.

After the dance stopped for nearly fifteen seconds, Wen Zhen slowly got up from the floor and bowed deeply to the judges and the audience, and everyone came back to their senses.

It turns out that the butterfly wants to fly, even if you give her a contract, she still has the ability to break through these and leave you.

And now, it was also picked by Wen Zhen himself.

And the next moment, the beat intensified, her posture was soft, and the white silk was thrown into a gradient purple silk under the light, and the gentle dance steps turned sharply, and Ayara threw a very beautiful arc in the air with her leg movements, like the Milky Way.

The sound of the pipa gradually increased, a sparkling white silk hung down in the air, Wen Zhen twisted her legs and twisted her body, and her slender arms twisted the white silk, and with the speed of her rotation, the skirt swayed one by one.

Wen Zhen leaned over and picked out a piece of fruit for her to gag it.

The time difference between China and Italy is 13 hours, and it is evening in Italy at the moment, and it is still late at night in China, Wen Zhen selected a few photos taken by Wenshan and sent them to a circle of friends.

For the sake of live broadcast effect, only after all the members of this group have finished performing will the judges give the final score.

Wen Zhenmei's eyes stretched out, took the last sip, let the evening breeze blow her long satin-like hair, pinched the waist cheongsam to outline her slender waist, She raised a beautiful eyebrow, and said slowly: "It's not bad." ”

As soon as the plane ticket was booked, a piece of news cut him off from all his back.

Wen Shan just caught it and glanced at her: "Baby, your circle of friends won't be specially sent to Mr. Yan, right?" ”

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Yan Chaoyu walked heavily, calmly sweeping the document on the table, and the necklace pressed by the document.

When he thought about it, he even wanted to just break the butterfly's wings and put her in a beautiful bottle, where she was imprisoned forever.

Yan Chaoyu's eyes trembled, dialed the phone of Mr. Chen, and arranged the itinerary in a cold voice.

When the plane arrived in Florence, it was sunset.

The airport was full of people, Yan Chaoyu stared indifferently ahead, holding his mobile phone in his palm, and the intensity increased silently, as if the screen was about to split in half in the next second.

Chen Zhu stood behind him, and his short black hair was sweating in the autumn.

His voice began to strain: "Madam...... The next voyage should be...... Switzerland ......"

rushed over day and night, and played him with a trick of empty city.

Yan Chaoyu closed his dark eyes, sighed coldly, and lowered the dryness in his heart: "The flight is too slow, change to a private plane." ”

Chen Zhu's hand for booking tickets paused, he was slightly stunned for two seconds, glanced at the impatience and haze between his eyebrows, and had to bow his head to do something.

He doesn't remember exactly when he started playing this kind of exciting 'project' that is a race against time, but the most profound one is when he just sat in the position of Yan's leader that year, and negotiated a business in France, and everything went well at first, until he took the heirs of the cooperative family to play helicopter races together.

It was too crazy that day, and the heir was tampered with with the customized route, and gradually deviated, and encountered unpredictable risks.

When Yan Chaoyu found out, he was about to be involved in the storm, and in the end he was rescued, but in the end he also went to the ICU, and he died.

His reaction speed is fast enough, his operation ability is hard enough, and he will only raise it for a month, but the heir has been lying down directly for more than half a year before he gets better.

Because the interests are too deep, even so the business is reluctant to cooperate.

But because of this, he was detained in the old house by Yan Pingshan's people on the day he returned to China and was detained for two months;

As for the mastermind behind the accident, Yan Pingshan knew who it was, and Yan Chaoyu also guessed who it was, but this page should only be opened.

He still remembers what Yan Pingshan said,

- Chaoyu, it was you who took the initiative to hand over your back to the enemy, and you couldn't complain that others were cruel to you.

Since then, he has never played such a sport again, and he has only driven a handful of cars himself, but he still collects various sports cars for viewing.

In those years, he has been in an almost strict state, to restrain his heart.

Thinking of this, Yan Chaoyu slowly lifted his black eyelashes, glanced out of the porthole, the plane landed at the Swiss airport, and he remembered the scene when he first saw Wen Zhen.

It was late autumn five years ago.

The plane also landed at the airport as usual, and when he got the car keys from the driver, it was raining outside at night.

That day, he rarely drove back to Tanting by himself, passing through the administrative functional area along Chang'an Avenue for hundreds of miles, at ten o'clock in the evening, the imperial city was also a little lonely, he turned the car into a dark path, the wind and rain blew through the plane leaves, there were no colorful street lights, and he could only rely on the faint light of this path to move forward.

The rain outside the window has an increased posture, the car drove forward, there was a small convenience store with lights on at the entrance of the alley, Yan Chaoyu stopped the car, went directly into the store and took a black umbrella, looked at it, and finally bought a box of Nanjing.

At that time, I just wanted to taste the feeling of the smoke.

Walking out of the convenience store, he turned his head to light the cigarette and took a puff, which was an unfamiliar taste but still acceptable.

As he walked back on the detour, his eyes flickered, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the figure standing in front of his car.

The girl was still wearing a white dance dress, her black hair was scattered around her waist, and the street lamps in the alley were flashing, illuminating her plain face.

At that time, he only felt vaguely familiar, but after searching the faces of those daughters in Beijing in his mind, he found that he couldn't remember any of them.

The rain gradually increased, and there were droplets of water falling on his short black hair, wetting his eyebrows and eyes, and also wetting the girl's skirt, Yan Chaoyu glanced at the umbrella he bought in his hand, and when he got close to her, he suddenly saw that the little girl directly took off her dancing shoes that bound her steps, and stepped directly into the puddle with a pair of white jade-like feet, desperately rushing to the rain curtain.

Like a butterfly that looks at death as if it were home, as long as it strives to bloom its gorgeous wings.

He clutched the umbrella in his hand and stayed there for a long time, until the white shadow disappeared, and then he remembered that the girl must have deliberately tread water.

At that time, the man's cold and sharp eyebrows under the street lamp were dyed with an unconscious smile.

That night, Yan Chaoyu didn't know any clues about the rainy night girl.

Until one day when he came home, he got a photo in a blazer, and the woman's eyebrows and eyes were quiet and gentle, little by little coincided with the girl treading water on a rainy night in late autumn.

Yan Chaoyu suddenly remembered that this girl belonged to the Wen family.

I also remember that Yan Pingshan said at that time that this girl would become his wife.

What is it called?

Wen Zhen, the Wen family calls her Zhenzhen.

In the final analysis, it was just a photo at first, the Lancheng Wen family, as for which zhen, he didn't care about it in his heart.

In short, this life is just by Yan Pingshan's mind, just push the boat along the river.

Memories stop here, and night falls in Switzerland.

Yan Chaoyu's mobile phone about the global dance alliance competition classical dance group also came to an end, he calmly glanced over the video of Su Daji, suddenly, he wanted to light a cigarette, but when his hand touched the cigarette case, the car had just arrived at the five-star hotel where they were staying.

The cigarette ended up not being smoked.

The smell of tobacco is not fully covered even by a refreshing mouth spray.

There will also be a lingering between the fingers for a long time.

He didn't plan to plate secondhand smoke on Wen Zhen.

Chen Zhu opened the car door, and the man wore a delicately tailored high-end black suit, his posture stretched and straight, and he walked into the hotel lobby with long legs.

The minimalist style of architecture is not luxurious and rich, low-key and high-end.

Chen Zhu followed behind him and whispered: "Mrs. doesn't seem to have come back yet......

Yan Chaoyu bowed his head and pressed past the private elevator dedicated to the general set, and his voice was extremely light: "Don't worry." ”

The glass-like transparent car slowly rose to the top floor, and the bright lights of the hotel were reflected in his eyes, and the night was still so long, for her, he had patience to wait slowly.

When Wen Zhen returned to the hotel after attending the welcome banquet, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, accompanied by an Italian boy in the dance troupe, and the next day there was going to be additional training, her eyelids trembled sleepily, the two said goodbye in the hall, Wen Zhen went directly into the elevator, she leaned on the handrail and did not pay attention to the higher and higher numbers on the electronic screen, which had already exceeded the floor of the room where she was currently living.

The elevator clanged to the top floor.

Wen Zhen raised his eyes and glanced at the dim corridor, always feeling that something was wrong, as if the wallpaper had changed? Or was the carpet rebuilt?

The further she went, the darker it became, and a strong sense of uneasiness and strangeness rose in her heart, and she was just about to turn on the flashlight of her mobile phone when a sandalwood door suddenly opened.

The wall lamp was dim, and she looked at the familiar shadow in the doorway.

Almost instinctively, she wanted to run back, and as soon as she took a step back, the long shadow slowly came towards her.

Yan Chaoyu's demeanor was outlined by the light, and his voice was cold and deep against the background of the night:

"Someone sent you back and had a great time, Zhenzhen?"

The scene of the foreign man sending her back in the surveillance screen just now, he wanted to laugh when he saw it, and his finger bones gently knocked on the glass, almost shattering.

Wen Zhen's heart slumped, and he pulled away his outstretched hand, "Why did you come to Switzerland?" Is the domestic affair taken care of? ”

She didn't have time to watch the news, so she had to guess.

Yan Chaoyu sneered: "Zhenzhen, should I be happy that you care about me, or should I be angry that you are making trouble with me at this time?" ”

Wen Zhen was forced to retreat from the corner by him, his eyes were sleepy, and his clear and bright eyes glared at him word by word: "Yan Chaoyu, I'm not making trouble." ”

The crisp breath that belonged to him was suppressed, Yan Chaoyu raised his hand to grab her chin, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Okay, you didn't make trouble, why did you take off the necklace I gave you?" ”

Looking at his questioning attitude with a cold face, Wen Zhen pushed his hard body as hard as iron, and a decent smile appeared in his eyes: "Sempre Libera, I thought you could understand Italian. ”

Yan Chaoyu's strength increased and forced Wen Zhen to take the initiative to lean towards him in order to maintain his balance, and his other big palm was on her waist, allowing her to borrow strength.

"Deliberately left something to make me come to you, and you also played an empty city trick with me, since you want to provoke me like this-" He leaned over and bit the side of her snow-white neck, felt the veins under her weak skin tremble, and laughed under his breath:

"Zhenzhen, how do I fulfill you."

(End of chapter)