Heavenly Wife Domineering Love

I saw an eye-catching sign posted on the window, which read: Dear customers, in order to collect the best quality raw materials for making fragrances, in the next few days, our perfumer will go to the place of production to pick them himself. Come back in a few days and call anytime if you have any questions.

"This..." Su Qianqian zoomed in on the picture, "What's going on?"

The man next to him said blankly, "Luo Xiu just posted it, how about it, the reason is professional enough and high-sounding enough, right?"

Only then did Su Qianqian realize that it was Bo Muyan's idea.

"But you are lying!"

"If you don't tell yourself, who will know? Stupid woman!"

Not long after, An Xiaoke sent another message asking, "Qianqian, where are you going to pick flowers? I'm so worried about you!"

Su Qianqian had no choice but to reply to her, [I have a companion, and I left in a hurry, and I didn't have time to tell you, sorry, it won't be open for a few days, so you don't need to come. 】

Hearing what she said, An Xiaoke felt relieved, [Okay, please be careful. 】

As soon as Su Qianqian put away her phone, she heard the man next to her say, "Why don't you tell her, who is your companion?"

"I..." Su Qianqian blushed unconsciously again, "Who told you to read my messages? Peeping Tom!"

"Being Mrs. Bo is so embarrassing that you dare not tell anyone?"

She stuck out her tongue, "You think too much, it's just to protect your privacy."

airport.

Luo Xiu had been waiting there a long time ago, when he saw them, he rushed up to greet them, "Young Master Bo, Young Mistress!"

Su Qian raised her forehead, "Assistant Luo, don't call me that!"

Luo Xiu glanced at Bo Muyan, but got no response.

He had no choice but to try to explain to himself, "You have already resigned, so it's not appropriate to call you Secretary Su, so... what should I call you?"

Su Qianqian: "I have a first name and a last name, I can do whatever I want!"

Uncle Zhong, the driver standing by, said with a smile, "There are not many people in Jincheng who don't know about the relationship between you and Young Master Bo. In Jinyuan Villa, Young Master Bo wanted to be easy and simple, so we let people call him Sir, then you are naturally a wife, as for public occasions, everyone should call you Young Mistress!"

The two of them sang together, what else could Su Qianqian say?

These upper-class people are really troublesome. It's fine to call her that in the mansion, but when you come out, you need a young lady to grow up. The young lady is short, not to mention how awkward it sounds.

When boarding the plane, Luo Xiu handed the suitcase and the exchanged ticket to Bo Muyan, "Young Master Bo, the hotel over there has been arranged, you and the young mistress can just check in directly!"

Su Qianqian asked in confusion, "Assistant Luo, don't you want to go with me?"

Luo Xiu smiled sheepishly, "Young Mistress, you and Bo Shao are going on honeymoon, so please spare me this light bulb!"

"Honeymoon?" Su Qianqian looked at Bo Muyan in surprise.

The latter had a stern face and didn't give her any response.

Su Qianqian was helpless and speechless, and she didn't know what this man was saying behind his back?
After getting on the plane, Su Qianqian took off her coat, "It's just an ordinary trip, what about honeymoon, is it shameful?"

The man turned off the phone casually, his expression still cold, "The first trip after marriage, isn't it honeymoon?"

When it came time, he was plausible. He said that the honeymoon is just the honeymoon.

The moment the plane took off, Su Qianqian looked at the gradually shrinking city of Jincheng, tears streaming down her face.

The last time I took a plane was when I was four years old. My mother went abroad to participate in a clothing fair and took her with her.

She couldn't remember where it was, but she only remembered that there were so many beautiful aunts wearing colorful clothes, which dazzled her.

Mom also took her to many interesting places, where she ate all kinds of delicacies and bought nice clothes.

At that time, she was spoiled by her mother as a little princess.

But when she was five years old, after her mother had a car accident, she never left Jincheng again.

Now, she flies to Paris, and her mother is never to be seen.

Bo Muyan knew that she was thinking about her mother, so she didn't disturb her, but just held her cold hand silently.

Su Qianqian gradually felt the warmth of his palm. In those long and endless nights, it felt so good to have someone by her side.

Encountering the turbulent airflow, Su Qianqian was startled in a daze.

But feeling that powerful big hand was still holding her tightly, her heart immediately settled down.

After waking up, she found that her seat had been put down, just at an angle suitable for lying flat, and there was an extra blanket on her body.

She looked sideways at her side, the man's eyes were slightly closed, and his exquisite profile was simply fascinating.

"Are you asleep, are you?" Su Qianqian asked softly.

"It's not like you don't understand my sleep." The man still closed his eyes.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Can it be the same as last night?" The man's eyelashes, which made people jealous, suddenly raised up.

Su Qianqian was embarrassed again, why did this man tease people even in the cabin regardless of the occasion?

Given that there were other passengers beside her, Su Qianqian couldn't get angry, so she could only bite her lip and stare at him.

Bao Muyan stretched out his long arms as if nothing had happened, and opened the curtain beside her a crack.

Su Qianqian looked outside, "Why is it still dark after flying for so long?"

"Jet lag, idiot!" Bo Muyan squeezed her palm.

Su Qianqian suddenly felt a burst of electricity, transmitted from her arm, and spread to all limbs.

Could it be that her feelings for Bo Muyan have become so dirty?As long as he gently touches her hand, she will be dreaming.

While she spurned herself in her heart, she lay on the chair and pretended to be dead.

Two hours later, the plane landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport.

It was ten o'clock in the evening local time, the most beautiful time in Paris.

The beautiful Seine River is decorated with dancing golden edges by the lights on both sides. The Champs-Elysées is as prosperous as the legend, and there is a lazy and romantic atmosphere everywhere.

The hotel they stayed in happened to be located on the banks of the Seine River. From a distance, it looked like a glowing castle, noble and mysterious.

The waiter enthusiastically invited them in, and at this moment, a group of people walked out and met each other.

Walking to the middle was an oriental woman in a red windbreaker. She was tall and had an excellent temperament. Even with large sunglasses on her face, she could be seen as a great beauty.

Surrounded by several people dressed as bodyguards and assistants, she seemed to have an unusual identity.

Su Qianqian felt that she looked familiar, but couldn't remember where she saw her.

Probably most of the beautiful women are more or less similar, so she feels this way.

She was about to move on, but found that something was wrong with the man beside her.

Bo Muyan's gaze was fixed on the woman for a full minute, without even blinking his eyelashes.

Until Su Qianqian whispered beside her, "Do you know her?"

Only then did Bo Muyan regain his senses, and replied in a deep voice, "I don't know!"