minister under clothes

It's just that the relationship between two people has changed, but the world has not changed. What can this change?

But the relationship between the two has changed, as if the entire universe is no longer the same as it once was.

Lu Qingyi, who woke up dazedly in the hotel early in the morning, smiled faintly into the air for no reason.

Yan Tou disappeared after returning to the hotel with him last night, and I don't know if there were any bad consequences due to his disappearance in Beijing.

In fact, don't worry, no matter how unreliable this guy is, at least he has the ability to take good care of himself.

He turned over and hugged the pillow for a while, then shook his head and got up, ready to have breakfast and carry out today's activities with everyone.

In unfamiliar Paris, there was no place to practice voice, and it was too early, and her classmates were all lying in bed. Lu Qingyi, who had a full stomach, sat in the coffee shop of the hotel bored, flipping through the picture books bought from Shakespeare & Company.

Fortunately, the few simple French I learned urgently are enough to deal with the chores of ordering a cup of coffee.

Unexpectedly, when he was in a state of ecstasy, someone suddenly came to his desk with big strides, and said in a subdued and magnetic voice, "Hello."

Chinese with a Beijing accent.

Lu Qingyi looked up suddenly, thinking that he had met the prince.

The visitor had a tall, model-like figure, short chestnut hair, blue eyes, exquisite and deep facial features, and an elegantly tailored suit that easily blended into the winter of Paris.

"Hello." Lu Qingyi closed the book after regaining consciousness, with a puzzled face.

"Where is Yan Tou?" The man frowned slightly.

"...Who are you?" Lu Qingyi couldn't help feeling wary.

"I'm his cousin." The man handed over a business card and looked at his watch, as if he was in a hurry.

The carefully designed piece of paper is printed with the name that is about to be ruined by various financial, fashion, and gossip magazines: Chen Lu.

It's a pity that Lu Qingyi, who seems to be living outside the world, knows nothing about it, and even replied: "You are lying, you are not."

Chen Lu was so angry that he couldn't help laughing: "What did you say?"

Lu Qingyi stood up and planned to leave: "I met his brother, you are lying."

As a result, a folder was thrown on the table with a sound.

When Lu Qingyi opened it, his expression changed from surprise to anger: there were very detailed information and photos of him and his grandfather in the folder.

"I didn't collect this. It was given to me by Yan Tou's mother. I beg you to spend a little time getting to know him, and then try not to get involved with him." Chen Lu seemed to remind him meaningfully: "You still don't want to get involved with him." So young."

Before Lu Qingyi woke up from the sweetness, he was frightened by this cold thing and his mind went blank.

Chen Lu didn't want to hurt a child, and he didn't want to care about such things, he just said, "Tell me where Yan Tou is, he has to go back to Beijing, now."

Lu Qingyi replied blankly: "I don't know..."

"Brother, why are you here?" Yan Tou's always energetic voice broke the embarrassing atmosphere.

Lu Qingyi subconsciously inserted the document into the book.

Yan Tou, who was still sleepy, immediately ran over and pulled Chen Lu aside and whispered, "What are you doing, what are you doing?"

"...I happened to be attending a meeting in Europe. Gabrielle kept calling me all night, and she came if I didn't come." Chen Lu was helpless.

When mentioning his mother, Yan Tou immediately lowered his head: "I don't see her."

Chen Lu carefully glanced at the pale-faced Lu Qingyi, and frowned sideways: "In short, she booked a plane ticket for you, you go back to Beijing first, and I'll talk about anything after I go back, if you don't want to die so ugly."

Yan Tou was surprised: "What do you mean?"

Chen Lu coughed lightly, signaling to the silent boy not far from the two of them.

Yan Tou didn't care too much: "She won't care about my dating."

Chen Lu held his cousin's immature shoulders: "If Gabrielle wants to be the heir, you need to have an heir, understand?"

Unconvinced, Yan Tou hesitated to speak.

Chen Lu patted his head: "Okay, I still have work, you go to the airport to get the ticket."

Yan Tou nodded his head, and after watching his cousin leave, he walked up to Lu Qingyi cautiously and asked, "Are you all right, did my brother make things difficult for you?"

"So it's your brother, why is it different from what I saw?" Lu Qingyi concealed his emotions and said in a low voice.

"Have you been to my house?" Yan Tou was puzzled: "Oh, what you saw was Lin Yilin, my brother's lover."

Lu Qingyi didn't say a word anymore, he was a little lonely because he didn't know anything about Yan Tou's life

Yan Tou grabbed his hand anxiously: "Why are you acting like this again? What did my brother say?!"

"Hurry up and go back to Beijing. It's nothing. I'll see you later." Lu Qingyi insisted on laughing, but couldn't do it due to his lack of technique.

Yan Tou is not an idiot, he half-understood at once, excitedly cursed in English, and then assured: "I will take care of my mother's affairs, it's okay."

He laughed as he said, "As long as you are happy, I will make you happy."

Lu Qingyi stared blankly at him running away in a hurry, feeling helpless and empty in his heart.

But after a while, Yan Tou ran back at a faster speed, held his face and kissed him solemnly, and then it really disappeared like a gust of wind.

The villa that was originally full of sunshine was quiet and cloudy.

Yan Tou couldn't get any rest at all, and was picked up by the driver as soon as he got off the plane.

He went in bravely, and he met Gabrielle who was sitting in the living room eating dessert, and hummed, "Hi."

Gabrielle's charming eyes turned to her son, and she smiled after a while: "You are really getting naughty."

"Stop talking about disgusting things." Yan Tou took off his coat, kicked off his shoes, sat down on the sofa in a very unruly manner and asked: "What are you doing, I said I don't want to see you, so don't bother me."

Hearing this, Gabrielle was obviously a little sad: "Is it because I divorced your father, that I am not your mother?"

Yan Tou whispered: "Leave as long as you leave, I won't be able to see you anyway, it doesn't matter."

"Xiao Tou, don't be like this, I will spare time to accompany you this year." Gabrielle reached out to hold his hand, her expression returning to seriousness: "I'm not by your side, you are becoming more and more impulsive."

Yan Tou shook off her arm: "You said you wouldn't meddle in my relationship, what do you mean now?"

"Your grandfather's illness is already very serious, and the family will definitely need a new helm, so you have to be careful in every move, I want you to associate with decent girls, and I want you to come back to America with me." Gabrielle spoke very seriously.

"I am not your tool, and he is not my grandfather, my grandfather is dead!" Yan Tou stood up abruptly and shouted loudly.

Gabrielle also stood up and held her son's wrist tightly: "It's not up to you!"

"Let him go!"

A snarl interrupted their argument.

Yan Tou saw Lin Yilin walking down the stairs, as if he had found a life-saving straw: "Brother Lin."

There was a kind of disdain in Gabrielle's eyes: "There is no room for you to talk here."

"This is my home!" Lin Yilin showed rare anger, walked in front of her, and dragged Yan Tou behind him: "Now I invite you out!"

"Okay, but Xiao Tou is my child." Gabrielle said calmly.

"After you and Mr. Yan Shenming divorced, Xiao Tou's guardian is not you. Do you have the permission of the court to come here to see him?" Lin Yilin's expression was very angry.

Gabrielle couldn't speak for a moment, she suddenly took off her ladylike disguise, and said angrily, "Bitch!"

Lin Yilin didn't respond.

She immediately stepped on her high heels and walked upstairs to get her luggage.

Yan Tou was in a bad mood, and apologized weakly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Fool, I won't let her or anyone take you away." Lin Yilin gently patted Yan Tou's head.

Yan Tou is no longer a real child. He used to allow himself to be protected unscrupulously without guilt, but this time his shoulders felt unspeakably heavy.

If this is responsibility, then although he doesn't know where the responsibility comes from, he knows that he must face it, and from then on.