Chapter 813 A Warm Lamp

Chapter 813: a warm lamp

Because the New York blizzard flight was late, Wenren Zhen, who was supposed to arrive in Paris in the evening, knew that she would arrive in Paris at midnight.

It was snowing in New York, but it was raining in Paris.

When song saw Wenren Zhen coming out, he immediately raised his umbrella to meet her.

"President, be careful. It's raining. You don't have to run so fast."

"President!"

The bodyguard immediately stepped forward to help open the car door and called out respectfully.

Wenren Zhen nodded lightly and sat in the car with a slight bow, then his deep voice went through the rainy night:

"Go straight back to the castle."

After saying this, he reached out to pull the seat belt, and the bodyguard had quickly closed the door for him, while Song quickly opened the passenger door and got into the car.

The bodyguard didn't waste time either, so he quickly started the car, and it drove quietly and smoothly through the rain.

It was already late at night. In winter, the suburbs of Paris looked a little bleak in the rain, and even the street lamps looked even more lonely.

In the room on the second floor of the castle, the windows were closed so tightly that no wind could enter, but the sound of wind and rain could still be heard outside.

Gu nuan was sitting on the sofa with her laptop on the coffee table. She had not touched the computer for a long time, and only the icon on the screen was quietly floating.

The work schedule for the past two days was clearly very tight. During the day, it was a long flight to Paris. It was said that she was very tired, but she came upstairs after dinner, but she was not sleepy at all.

First, he talked to song and learned a little about what happened to Wenren Zhen in Bincheng after Song met her in Jianghai.

After song left, she reported to her father in Bincheng and Cai Xirong in Beijing before calling auntie liu.

She talked to Wen Yan on the phone for a while, comforted her son, and promised to bring him toys.

After doing all this, she found out that huo weiwu had already helped her hang up her pajamas in the closet, took a comfortable bath, and washed herself out of exhaustion, which made her feel a little more relaxed.

I thought I was tired, so I could lie down and rest.

But the truth is -

When she lay down, she couldn't sleep at all. The more tired she was, the clearer her mind became. Even a lot of things crowded together, making her head explode.

She had no choice but to get up from her bed and take her notebook to the study. She opened it and thought of doing something.

However, in fact, she was too confused to do anything. She just sat in front of the computer for two hours.

Song said that Wenren Zhen would come to Paris to accompany her. Because of the snowstorm in New York, she didn't know when he would arrive.

She hoped that he would arrive safely and early, but she was a little scared and afraid of his arrival.

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The car stopped in front of the gentle castle, and the winter rain outside was getting heavier and heavier.

As soon as the car stopped, the bodyguard came over with an umbrella and opened the door for Wenren Zhen. Wenren Zhen got out of the car, and the bodyguard immediately raised the large umbrella in his hand to his head.

Wenren Zhen strode towards the door, his dark eyes unable to conceal his suppressed yearning. He looked up at the castle enveloped by the winter rain, and a faint, imperceptible smile finally rose from the corner of his mouth.

This was specially prepared for her and the child. Although the child has not yet come, but she has finally come, which is enough to comfort him.

Of course, he knew that there was still a long way to go before he could completely conquer her heart.

As Ning Xiner said, there were three more years of stitching and mending, and he and Gu Nuan would probably spend the next three years of stitching and mending.

It doesn't matter. He had the time to slowly make up for the cuts and stitches, so that she would never feel the footwork of the marriage again, so that she would feel that the marriage made her feel comfortable and comfortable until she was old.

Looking up, he noticed that the light was still on in the study on the second floor, and his face softened instantly.

Should be waiting for him?

Even though she was already asleep, she knew he was coming and left a light for her, which was enough to make him feel warm.

It was too late at night. Instead of ringing the doorbell, he pasted his fingerprint on it and entered the password, so the door opened.

After opening the door, he took the large umbrella from the bodyguard and said in a low voice:

"It's late at night. You'll go too. I'll let you know if there's anything tomorrow. Don't come over and disturb me."

"Yes, president!"

Just as the bodyguard's voice fell, Wenren Zhen's handsome figure flashed through the door, and the moment he turned his back, the thick castle door closed again.

It was already midnight, and the maid and Huo Weiwu had already fallen asleep. The castle was exceptionally quiet.

Wenren Zhen tiptoed into the door without even turning on the lights. He changed his shoes, took off his windbreaker, took off his phone's flashlight, and walked up the stairs.

Pushing the door open, the corridor was lit with dark lights, but the soft light floated out of the study, making it look especially warm.

When they got off the plane, they were already at home, but now that they were at the door, they were a little timid, standing at the door, and some didn't dare to push the door in.

The door of the study was ajar. Even standing at the door, she could vaguely smell the faint fragrance of magnolia that belonged to her.

He put his heavy briefcase and windbreaker on the sofa in the side hall, then gently pushed the study door open bit by bit...

She tiptoed in and found that she was indeed in the study, sitting on the sofa with tassels, while her notebook was sitting quietly on the coffee table like her.

What's going on?

It was only more than two weeks, so why did she lose so much weight with a small face?

And that little white face also showed a bit of tiredness and fatigue, the black beauty drooped down her shoulders, like a waterfall, more and more set off her little face white.

What does the family do? Why did she get thinner and thinner?

It seemed that he had to go back early to stay by her side and monitor her three meals a day. He no longer wanted her to be as skinny as last year.

Gu Nuan felt drowsy and vaguely smelled the man's fresh and familiar scent, thinking that he had returned to Zhenyuan in his dream.

Just as he was trying to open his mouth and identify it, he suddenly felt the breath getting closer and closer, as if it was hovering between his nostrils, breathing gently into his lungs.

She slowly woke up and turned around. She opened her dazed eyes and saw a familiar black. The crimson tie on her chest made her feel familiar.

After a short pause, he raised his head abruptly and saw the slightly pale face with gauze on his left side...

This is - Wenren Zhen?