Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 459
Lan Qingchuan looked irritable and bored, she had a big belly and it was difficult for her to walk.And because of her high status, the seat was also adjacent to Ou Yanzhe.Lan Qingchuan sat down after listening for a while.The old president of the Chamber of Commerce came late, his face was wrinkled, and his eyes were not clear.Ou Yanzhe had always been difficult to deal with him, but when they met, they had a peaceful posture and a pleasant smile.This old president, Lan Qingchuan, has heard a little bit about him. He has part of Jewish blood and is rich in assets. Now that he is old, his power has declined, and he is not willing to be restrained by Ou Yanzhe, so he tries every means to help his only son to the top.The elderly are also considered to be hard-working. They clearly should enjoy their old age, but they hold on to their place in the chamber of commerce and don't let go for a moment.Facing the cloudy eyes looking over, she stood up and nodded slightly.The brown-haired man next to the old man saluted her back.Lan Qingchuan took a look at his extremely mediocre face, especially in front of Ou Yanzhe.She sat down with her stomach on her stomach, and smiled a little. The old president tried his best to push him up. If he didn't have strong strength, how could he survive under Ou Yanzhe's hands and guard an inch of space in the chamber of commerce?
Ou Yanzhe had a half smile but not a smile, his eyes were gentle but deep.He met Shanglan Qingchuan's gaze, turned his head, glanced at his little wife with a big belly, and walked towards her from the crowd.

"tired?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he reached out and touched her belly, and even adjusted the family crest on her skirt.His eyes are very deep, and there is tens of thousands of emotions hidden in his eyes.Lan Qingchuan let him move, feeling extremely uncomfortable.There are many people I know in the circle, and the families of Philip and Martha have already arrived, so it is inevitable that they will be seen.She was thin-skinned, and secretly pushed him from an angle that no one else could see.

"I'm tired. I'm going to the lounge." She stood up slowly while supporting her waist, and gave him a sidelong glance.He didn't let go, as if he wanted to send her off.

"I'll go by myself." Seeing Martha and her father approaching in a blink of an eye, she stopped and said, "I'll be right back."

Ou Yanzhe smiled: "Okay."

The crowd gradually moved away from her, and she walked in the wide corridor, listening to the noise of people being thrown behind her ears.There is a soft plush carpet under your feet, and there is no sound at all when you walk.She walked slowly with her waist supported. From the window, she could have a panoramic view of the entire central area of ​​Paris.In this season, it is already a scene of vitality.Parisians are delicate and romantic, and there are flowers everywhere.Leaning against the window, she lowered her head and stared at a pot of delicately trimmed white palms in her hand.She was exhausted after standing for a while, she looked away, and was about to leave, when she took a small step, she was stunned.

At another nearby window, the curtain was heavy, and the man leaned against the window with his head sideways. In this posture, he didn't know how long he looked at her.

Lan Qingchuan thought that he would never meet him again.Now it seems that this is completely a conjecture, a kind of escape.That's right, as the head of the Han family, and with close business contacts in Paris, how could we never see him again.

She was stunned for a moment, until he gradually straightened his back, stood up straight, and looked at her quietly.It was only then that Lan Qingchuan suddenly realized that he was already so tall, wearing the shirts and formal suits he hated the most when he was a teenager, his hair was combed meticulously, and he showed a face with clear outlines and delicate eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)