He doesn't want to be like Ben! This half brother is about to become a gangster, but he is not the same. He is an upright man. He has no enemies and will not take the initiative to look for trouble.

“OK!” Ben put out his hand, threw back his wallet, and then leaned back lazily, "my dear brother, if you have anything, just say it!"

"It means father." Chad pursed his lips, looked at Ben's appearance, and his face was obviously a little unhappy. "He asked when you would go back to Paris?"

"Isn't Provence good?" Ben pretends to be innocent and looks out of the window with an inexplicable tenderness in his eyes - he owes a lot of things in this place and can't do without it.

"You know the political center is in Paris!" Chad, hating his iron and steel, got up and went to the nearby wine rack to pour himself a glass of red wine. He twisted it in his hand and looked out of the window faintly. After half a sound, he sighed, "and here, it's just a small city suitable for Tourism..."

It's not that Ben is poor here. On the contrary, after he arrived here, he made a lot of money! Live as before! But from an objective point of view, for a talent like Ben, it's overqualified to put him here!

If he goes to Paris, he can not only get closer to the center of French power, but also enter the competition of world power! This is not the same level as now!

"I'm used to The scenery of Paris here is not as good as mine! Brother, if you like, I can... "

"You are all excuses!" Chad interrupted angrily, "you can't let go! When is your heart going to be distorted? It's been three years! She's been dead for three years, isn't that enough? "

Ben's face turned black, and the original uninhibited was all stiff on his face. His slender fingers crossed the leather sofa, and finally slowly moved to his knees.

He kept a serious posture and kept silent for a long time before he spoke word by word: "I always know what I'm doing."

"You..."

"Well, brother, say something else?" Looking up, all the depression just dissipated, Ben's face raised a smile again, and naturally opened the topic.

Chad's lips worked hard, trying to say something, but he finally put up with it.

He never knew what was going on in his brother's heart?

Ben's face is always brimming with a brilliant smile, but no one knows the pain in his heart, until the kind of loneliness hidden in his heart - just because that person died for three years, so all the motivation for him to live is to find an opponent! I'll fight with a close opponent all my life!

And here, Provence, is his eternal promise to her. It took two hours for Fengnan to get the ambassadors in the residence and reach the final agreement - deal with the affairs of Dongkui first! As for Ben's actions, we can only record them first, and then the directors of the two countries are responsible for investigating the authenticity until the truth is found out!

On the French border, they can be excused for defending Ben! Although Fengnan was not willing to say anything, she did not say anything. As long as Ben doesn't do more, he can bear it! Waiting for judicial solution!

However, Fengnan's benevolent thought was completely overturned after 15 minutes!

Walking out of the gate of the residence, Feng Nanjie went back to pick up the car according to the route she had come to, but when she got to the parking lot, she was attracted by the noise.

Dozens of reporters gathered around his car, holding the camera and shooting in. The dazzling flash made his eyebrows wrinkle instantly. They rushed to the crowd without thinking about it and said, "what are you doing?"

The reporters around them were stunned. They didn't expect that Fengnan would come back at this time. They were stunned for a few seconds before they busily explained in French: "Mr. Feng, we're going to do an interview about Dongkui. I hope you can..."

"No time!" Fengnan directly refused, pressed the unlock key in her hand, went forward and opened the front passenger's door, looking at the woman with a newspaper covering her head, "are you ok?"

His voice was slightly cold, but compared with his attitude towards those reporters, it was obviously softer, which made the reporters beside him dumbfounded.

"Who are they?" Hearing his voice, sang Qingxia put down his newspaper and jumped out of the car like a savior. "Just now I couldn't hear what they said across the car, and then they took photos all the time! Are they reporters here? "

"Yes." Nodded, Phoenix South analysis patted her shoulder, the next reporter as the air, comfort a, "you are not scared like."

She didn't often meet such occasions, but he was quite used to them.

“…… No Sang Qingxia shook his head slightly, his face was slightly white, his eyes swept the large group of people with blonde hair and blue eyes on the side, and stepped back carefully.

She had an inexplicable panic about reporters.

In fact, when she was in C City, those reporters left her too much shadow. Now that she heard the word "reporter", she couldn't help trying to escape"Then let's go. You sit in the back." Feng Nan Xi gently asked, patted her on the shoulder, opened the door of the back seat and sent her there. The action was very intimate - he knew that this group of reporters would not give up, for a while, there was bound to be a "drag racing" to go on! Sitting in the front, at such a speed, he was really afraid that she would be scared.

The French reporter on the side couldn't understand the Chinese they were muttering about. He stood beside them, looking at each other, until he saw that they seemed to be leaving, and then rushed up. This time, he directly asked sang Qingxia, "are you miss sang in the rumor? What do you think of the death of holly? "

"Is it true that there are poisons in MS. Dongkui's time autopsy materials, which prove that she used drugs during her lifetime?"

"It's reported that Miss Holly got into the party to assassinate Mr. Ben. Do you know? Do you know who inspired it? Does she deliberately want to cause an international dispute? "

Sang Qingxia listens to their "birdsong" blankly, waves his hand to them awkwardly, and wants to say with a smile that he doesn't understand.

I didn't expect that the reporters' questions were sharper: "Miss sang, aren't you and Miss Dong good friends? Let's talk about it? Or miss sang You already know the inside story? "

The reporter who asked this question, while speaking, looked at Feng Nanxi beside him. The meaning in his eyes was self-evident - he thought that Feng Nanxi instructed Dongkui to kill Ben! And holly itself, in their eyes, is a woman who destroys social harmony and deserves to die!

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