CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

The time difference was not adjusted properly. She looked out the window. Outside the closed curtains, France was still in the middle of the night.    

Just as she was about to sit up, an arm from her waist pulled her back. He pressed her down.    

"You're awake?" The man's deep and hoarse voice seemed to carry a hint of sleepiness.    

His thin lips breathed in the hot breath and spat it all by her ear.    

Even before she could open her mouth, he lowered his head and kissed her.    

When he came back at night and saw that she was sleeping soundly and did not wake up, he knew that she would wake up sooner or later in the middle of the night.    

"Lu Yiran. . . You don't sleep?!"    

He pushed away the hair on her forehead and a bewitching voice came, "You have jet lag, so I don't have it?"    

“. . . ”    

"In the middle of the night, what else can I do if I can't sleep? I can't go shopping, right? "    

“. . . ”    

In any case, he could always take advantage of the strange jet lag to squeeze her out of bed when he woke up in the middle of the night.    

According to what he said, he would be going back in a few days, so there was no need to change the jet lag so thoroughly.    

When Han Zhiyu came out of the bathroom, outside the curtains, the sky was already completely bright.    

She used a towel to wipe her hair. Her legs were still sore and soft.    

"The hair has been blown. Go and change your clothes. "    

The voice behind her made her turn around. She looked at the man who was still leaning against the doorframe after changing into a shirt. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"    

Lu Yiran walked up and closed the curtains behind her. "I have nothing to do today. Come with me to a place. "    

When he pulled her into the car, Han Zhiyu asked in a good mood, "Where are we going? You have nothing to do today. Take me out to play? "    

This was her first time going abroad, and it was also in a romantic capital like Paris.    

These few days, she had been dealing with the issue of cooperation and Qin Xuan. She had not gone out much.    

If she had come to France, it would be a pity if she only stayed in a hotel for a few nights.    

"Um. . . " Lu Yiran casually answered. He closed the car door and let the driver drive.    

He did not really think about taking her out to play. He had never thought that this damn place was fun.    

Just as he took out his phone and was about to ask his assistant if there was any fun place in Paris, a call came.    

He frowned and answered the call.    

Han Zhiyu turned her head and saw that his expression was getting more and more serious. The displeasure between his brows was clearly written on his face.    

After hanging up, Lu Yiran frowned deeply and told the driver to change the address.    

"Is there something wrong with you? If you have something to do, I'll walk around by myself. "    

Lu Yiran thought for a moment and said, "Zhiyu, be good. Wait for me at home for an hour. I will be right back. "    

Han Zhiyu nodded sensibly and got out of the car.    

Looking at the speeding car, Han Zhiyu was thinking about whether she should go out when a message suddenly came from her phone. It seemed that it was Wang Ziyue who sent it.    

"We just monitored Qin Xuan's phone yesterday. He will meet someone at Hai Yue Hotel today and I am sending someone over. "    

Frowning, she thought for a while and replied, "You must be careful. Do not alert the enemy. "    

After turning off the phone, Han Zhiyu still felt worried. She went to find her assistant to arrange a driver and went directly to the Haiyue Hotel.    

If possible, she really wanted to confront Qin Xuan face to face.    

When she arrived at the Haiyue Hotel, she actually saw the man who separated from her just now. And opposite him was Ai Shiqi!    

She carefully found a concealed seat and sat down. After getting a cup of coffee from the waiter, her gaze did not leave those two people.    

Why would Ai Shiqi come to Paris? And why did the two of them meet?    

At this moment, she was really full of question marks. At this time, there were discussions coming from the table beside her.    

"Look, isn't that Ai Shiqi from the Ai's Group over there? Who is that person next to her?"    

"You don't even know Lu Yiran from the Langkun Group!"    

"Ah, I remember that they were on the trending list! It seemed like the netizens were right. They were indeed a pair. "    

"Hey hey, a few days ago on the Nets Above Snares Below, Lu Yiran helped Ai Shiqi get the Heart of Rola, and that necklace happened to have ended its tour in France. I think they are most likely here to get the necklace. "    

"Really? That's so enviable. "    

. . .    

The conversation at the neighboring table fell into Han Zhiyu's ears word by word, causing her heart to inexplicably have a nameless fire.    

If he really came to get the necklace for Ai Shiqi, then why did he need to do something unnecessary and bring her here.    

She slightly turned her ear and walked forward, wanting to hear what the two of them were talking about. However, the distance was too far and she could not hear anything.    

She could only see Lu Yiran suddenly stand up and move forward.    

Because Han Zhiyu was behind him, from her angle, it was as if Lu Yiran was taking the initiative to kiss her.    

Unsurprisingly, she heard a group of excited and suppressed cries from the side.    

Han Zhiyu's fingers, which were holding the coffee cup, were turning white.    

"Miss Ai, I'll have to trouble you with the French endorsement this time. " Lu Yiran politely showed the half hair in his hand to Miss Ai and then put it on a plate at the side.    

Because of that instant of approach, Ai Shiqi could clearly feel the scent of ancient dragon perfume coming from this man's body. Her heart unconsciously began to accelerate, and the heat on her face also rose.    

"It's just my job. " Ai Shiqi replied with a smile.    

Her eyes were full of love as she looked at the man in front of her who affected her emotions. He was elegantly drinking coffee.    

Yesterday, when she landed in France, her assistant told her that Lu Yiran was also there, so she invited him to meet after work today.    

Thinking back to how he had helped him take a picture of the Rola's Heart a few days ago, although he had not made it clear, he was still touched.    

He just didn't understand why he didn't bring it with him.    

Just as she was thinking about whether she should move the meeting with Qin Xuan to tomorrow, she heard Lu Yiran's voice by her ear, "Miss Ai, I have something important to do in the afternoon, so I'll take my leave first. "    

"Lu Yiran, the Heart of Rola Fu!" Ai Shiqi hurriedly stood up and stopped talking.    

Lu Yiran turned to look at her in confusion. "The heart of Rola Fu, what's wrong?"    

Ai Shiqi suddenly looked at him in annoyance. Did he still need the gift?!    

Her strong self-esteem made her shake her head in the end. She replied, "It's nothing. You can go back. "    

Lu Yiran nodded and walked out of the hotel.    

However, after her reminder, he remembered that he had to go and get the necklace.    

A smile appeared on his face. He picked up the phone and called Han Zhiyu.    

"Hello, are you home?"    

"Not at home. I'm shopping outside. " Han Zhiyu's tone sounded like she was not in the mood.    

Lu Yiran raised his eyebrows and continued to ask, "Where are you going shopping? Send me the location. I'll go and find you. "    

After a while, he received the location of a phone. It happened to be a nearby shopping mall.    

After hanging up the phone, he called for the driver to drive over.    

When he found Han Zhiyu and pulled her into his car, she looked dispirited and listless.    

"Why didn't you buy anything? Didn't you take a fancy to it?"    

"Yes! The French are all fickle, so they didn't take a fancy to it!"    

Lu Yiran saw Han Zhiyu's angry face and was stunned for a moment. He then said in amusement, "Are you planning to buy something or someone else?"    

Then he reached out and rubbed her head lovingly.    

Han Zhiyu slapped his hand away in annoyance. This man really did not know if he was playing dumb or not!