She understood the meaning in the man's eyes, and she hurriedly nodded, "Go, why wouldn't you?"
If Chen Zhongyuan really takes another woman to France for business, she will definitely be upset in her heart.
Aya felt a sour taste in her heart upon learning that Mr. Chen was taking Yu Yao to France for a business trip.
But she didn't say anything, and there was no sign of any unhappy emotions.
"Mr. Chen, shall I inform the business jet?"
Aya asked in a low voice.
Mr. Chen has several private planes under his name, among which one is specifically used for business trips.
"No need, just book the plane tickets."
Chen Zhongyuan said in a low voice.
Aya's eyes sparked with surprise. This was the first time Mr. Chen didn't take a private plane for business trips.
Especially for such a long distance to France.
"Yes, Mr. Chen."
Aya answered respectfully, and quickly went to book the tickets.
……
Came home after work.
"Dad, I'm going on a business trip to France with my boss tomorrow. I won't be home for the next few days."
Yu Yao was snuggled in the sofa, telling Yu Yuanlin.
Yu Yuanlin was taken aback, turning his gaze to her, "Business trip, and to France? For how many days?"
"The number of days is not certain, probably around five or six days."
She spoke in a low voice.
Yu Yuanqing was sitting next to her, scrolling through her phone, and looked at her sister with a frown. "A Yao, I remember you don't speak French. Going to France without knowing the language is like being in the dark."
Yu Yao's face momentarily stiffened. She remembered this issue, and the original owner didn't seem to know French.
How will you communicate when you don't speak the language?
"Then I'll study some French overnight..."
She spoke, then stood up and went back to her room.
Neo Yuanlin and Neo Yuanqing exchanged glances, wondering if it would really work to quickly learn some French?
"Without studying properly in everyday life, what good can cramming at the last minute do?"
Lily Huifang couldn't help but mock.
"Keep your mouth shut, cramming at the last minute is always better than not knowing anything."
Yu Yuanlin's face fell, and he glared at Liang Huifang.
He regretted that he didn't make his daughter learn French when she was younger.
Lily Huifang stuck out her tongue, but didn't say anything else, and started watching TV.
Before long, the day of the business trip arrived.
Yu Yao finished packing her luggage and went with Chen Zhongyuan to the airport.
They quickly boarded the plane.
It was a first-class cabin, the front row 1A window seat. Chen Zhongyuan crossed his legs, and today he looked less formal than usual.
He was wearing a classic black shirt and dress pants, with no tie. The unbuttoned buttons revealed the slight undulation of his full laryngeal prominence when he spoke.
The light from the cabin window fell on the man's side profile and shoulders, as if the light took shape around him.
Yu Yao sat next to him.
Several cold-looking black-clad bodyguards sat behind.
She didn't understand why they needed bodyguards for a business trip to France.
But she thought that as a big boss like Chen Zhongyuan, he might be extra concerned about personal safety, so she didn't say anything.
The plane had not taken off yet, and Chen Zhongyuan was on a long-distance phone call.
Yu Yao idly picked her nails.
About a few minutes later, Chen Zhongyuan hung up the phone.
He glanced at her sideways, casually took her hand to play with, and spoke softly, "The flight to Paris takes 12 to 14 hours. If you feel tired, just lean on me and sleep. I'll wake you up when we arrive."
"Not tired yet."
Yu Yao smiled faintly, feeling a bit bored.
The plane took off quickly and soared into the clouds, piercing through the clouds and mist, like a soaring eagle.
Looking out the window at the boundless sea of clouds, she felt a sense of soaring through the sky, and couldn't help but reminisce about the last world, the Immortal and Demon realm.
Don't know if they're doing well.
She squinted her eyes and looked out the window, her eyes lost in memories.
"Zhonng, when I left the last realm, how were Muru and the Demon Lord Fan Tian, and my children?"
She couldn't help but ask in her heart.
"Your children are all fine, but Muru and the Demon Lord Fan Tian are not doing well. They're always guarding your demonic body, nowhere to go. It's like a mourning stone for a wife, so sad that their hair has turned white. Pfft, really pitiful."
The system truly feels sorry for the two men. In the long years of the Immortal and Demon realm, they can't die, but they can't live either. Their beloved woman is gone.
The loneliness and bitterness that comes with it, not knowing how hard it is to endure.
Yu Yao fell silent upon hearing this, her heart filled with deep complexity. She couldn't help but say, "Zhonng, can you project the scenes after my death in the last realm for me to see?"
"Can."
The system did not refuse and quickly projected the scenes for her to see.
A screen suddenly appeared in front of Yu Yao, visible only to her.
In Chen Zhongyuan's eyes, Yu Yao was just staring blankly.
The scene showed an endless Sea of Demons, where the demon fog rolled and birds and beasts were nowhere to be seen, no living creatures in sight.
Her demonic body was sealed by a huge ancient mystical ice block, silently floating in the center of the Sea of Demons.
Muru was guarding there.
His looks had not changed, and he was still a stunningly handsome man that made both humans and gods envious, but his three thousand black hairs had turned white, with no sign of blackness left.
His eyes were hollow, expressionless, and in his eyes was an endless sea of sorrow.
The Demon Lord walked around the massive ice block that surrounded her demonic body, tears glimmering in his eyes, and gently touched the million-year mystical ice block that sealed her demonic body.
He said it gently over and over again.
"Little thing, where did you go? Will you tell the Demon Lord, and then the Demon Lord will find you?"
"The Demon Lord really misses you. Without you, it's really hard to endure. I can't continue either..."
"Come and take me away, no matter where you go, I'll follow you..."
Through the screen, she could feel the grief of the two men.
Yu Yao couldn't control the tears from flowing, and suddenly felt guilty.
But she had lived in that realm for 100,000 years, and immortals and demons do not die. She could not stay in that realm forever, could she?
Seeing her suddenly cry.
Chen Zhongyuan was startled. He reached out and turned her head around to face himself, gently wiping away her tears with his fingers, and softly said, "BB Pig, why did you suddenly cry?"
Yu Yao looked at the man in front of her, shook her head slightly, and swallowed her tears to say, "Nothing, just thinking about some bad things."
"Stupid, why do you have to think about things in the past. Close your eyes and rest for a while, get good rest."
Chen Zhongyuan reached out and pulled her head towards his chest, wrapping his arm around her waist, and spoke in a gentle tone.
Yu Yao didn't say a word, and she fell asleep on him in a daze, tears tracing down her cheeks.
Chen Zhongyuan looked at the tears on her cheek, and felt his heart being pulled, feeling very worried.
What is the reason for her tears? What memory was she thinking about?
He decided to find out about this matter as soon as he landed.
He would find out who dared to hurt her...
Chen Zhongyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became increasingly dangerous.
After more than ten hours, the plane landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris.
"BB Pig, we've arrived. Wake up..."
Yu Yao slept all the way, half-awake and half-asleep, and faintly heard someone calling her.
Opening her eyes, she saw an enlarged handsome face in front of her, with a gentle expression, studying her intently.
That's right. It's Chen Zhongyuan.
"Are you awake?" The man raised an eyebrow at her.
She nodded and sat up, realizing that the plane had landed as she knew they had arrived in Paris.
The flight which lasted for more than ten hours was luckily comfortable, and the resting environment was good. She didn't feel any discomfort throughout the entire journey.
After the long flight of over ten hours, they got off the plane.
When they left the airport lobby, a black Bentley with French Paris license plates was parked at the end of the VIP exit.
Sohng Wenjing, who was smoking and waiting by the car, approached them with a familiar and respectful tone, "Mr. Chen, why didn't you come in your private jet?"
The man took a cigar to his lips, lit it, and took a few puffs, his voice low and deep, "To save money for my wife and kids..."
Sohng Wenjing's lips twitched. He hadn't expected Mr. Chen to be so humorous at this moment.
They chatted for a while, and Chen Zhongyuan took Yu Yao to the black Bentley.
Yu Yao thought it would be a hotel, but she didn't expect the car to drive into an incredibly luxurious private estate.
The estate's architectural style was European Classical, and the main building stood on a vast lawn. From the window, one could see the beautiful gardens and the rolling mountains in the distance.
"Why not stay in a hotel?"
She got out of the car, unable to help but ask the man next to her.
"I came to France for business, but also wanted to take you on a vacation."
Chen Zhongyuan tousled her hair, took her hand, and walked into the estate, laughing softly and asking, "Don't you like staying here?"
This estate was his private property in France, and there was no reason to not stay at home, instead of staying in a hotel.
"No, I was just curious."
Yu Yao smiled at him and followed him into the estate.
