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After Hua Cai'er and Yan Haotian injured the plane, they had been searching for their seats. They hadn't thought that they would meet someone she didn't want to meet here.

Bai Moyan also did not expect to meet them here.

Are they going to France? What are you doing in France?

The moment she saw Bai Mo Cai'Er, it was as though she had seen something dirty. However, she was unable to express her dissatisfaction.

Otherwise, wouldn't Yan Haotian know her?

Yan Haotian naturally also discovered Bai Moyan. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She was also here …

His gaze landed on a person that he couldn't ignore. This person was … The president of the Imperial Group, Holt.

Yan Haotian didn't have the time to directly open his mouth and say something to Bai Moyan. He only smiled and said to Huo Sheng, "Director Huo, what a coincidence."

However, the atmosphere between the two of them was not that relaxed. Instead, they felt as though they were restraining each other, but it was clear that... Holt was even better.

"Yeah, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet Boss Yan here, and she is going to France with me …" Are we going on a honeymoon? "

As soon as he said those words, the expressions on Yan Haotian and Bai Mojiao instantly froze.

Bai Moyan only felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Yan Haotian and Cai'Er went to France together. Must be for the honeymoon?

Well, they were married, of course they were going on a honeymoon, but. Why France?

Thinking back to his arranged honeymoon with Yan Haotian in France after their marriage.

The person who was going with him now wasn't him. Bai Mo Chen could not help but sigh in his heart. This was the so-called unforeseen event in the world.

Cai'Er's face lit up with a bright smile as she hooked her arm with Yan Haotian's. Before Yan Haotian could open his mouth, she took the initiative to answer, "That's right, Boss Huo. We lost our honeymoon already. Where are you and this young miss? What are you doing in France? "

A small voice behind him said, "We're just going to a meeting."

Hearing this, a glint of light flashed across the depths of Holt's eyes that he was well versed in, but it only lasted for a moment, and no one noticed it.

The plane was about to take off. The flight attendant came over to let Yan Haotian and Wen Cai'er sit down, and the two of them sat down at their seats.

The two of them sat diagonally in front of Bai Mojiao and Holt. In this direction, Bai Mojiao could slightly see Yan Haotian's silhouette.

His current state looked pretty good, but compared to his own, Cai'er was probably the best match for him.

Since there was nothing he could do to change the truth, Bai Mojiao could only hope that Yan Haotian and Cai'Er could continue to be happy like this.

After more than ten hours of flight, they finally reached France.

When they got off the plane, Yan Haotian was walking behind Bai Moyan. Bai Moyan seemed to be able to feel a burning gaze on him, causing her entire body to tighten. Her footsteps subconsciously quickened.

Naturally, someone came to pick them up after they left the airport. The car parked behind the car that was picking them up was Yan Haotian's car.

The chauffeur respectfully opened the door of the back seat, and Holt gestured for Bai Moyan to get in first.

Bai Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, but he still walked over. Then, Huo Chen got on the car as well and the driver closed the door.

Cai'Er had already gotten into the car, but Yan Haotian was still standing there, watching as Holt's car drove away.

He felt... Holsham seemed concerned about Bai Moyan.

Ye Zichen helped Bai Moyan carry her luggage and let her get on the car first.

This wasn't like the attitude of a superior towards his subordinates, but more like … A man likes the woman he likes.

Could it be … Did Holsham like the white dye?

As Yan Haotian thought of this, he secretly clenched his fists. For some inexplicable reason, he felt as if his heart had been blocked. He didn't know where this feeling came from.

"Haotian, Haotian."

After realizing that Yan Haotian hadn't gotten on the bus for a long time, Cai'er called out to him several times.

Yan Haotian returned to his senses and sat in the carriage.

When he arrived at the pre-booked hotel in France, he found it to be a rather old, European and classical style hotel. The interior of the hotel was also lavishly decorated like an ancient imperial palace.

However, Bai Mo Chen did not expect that he would be sharing a room with Holt.

When they arrived at the entrance of the room, Bai Mojiao was a little stunned. He called out to Huo Sheng softly, "Boss Huo …"

He glanced sideways at the little woman beside him, whose lips were parted and then closed, as if she were having a difficult time speaking. Even if she didn't say anything, he knew what she was thinking.

"The presidential suite has a lot of rooms. You don't have to worry about that."

Hearing this, Bai Mojiao let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It seemed as if he didn't have any unnecessary thoughts, making it seem as if his worries were unnecessary.

After entering the presidential suite, the decorations here were indeed worthy of the name 'presidential suite'.

"Secretary Bai, please stay in that room."

"Ah... "Alright."

"There will be a meeting tomorrow. Have a good rest today, I'll have to trouble you with your translation tomorrow."

Bai Mo Yun solemnly nodded his head, "I understand."

Actually, due to all the things that had happened recently, she had already put the matter of learning French on the back burner for a long time. Although she had some background, she still had to translate for Holt.

The next day, he followed Holt to see the French partner.

Fortunately, before they set off, Bai Mojiao did a lot of homework and performed very appropriately. He did not lose face for Holt, and even the French partners repeatedly praised him for his beauty and cleverness.

After a few days of busy work, and tomorrow was the day he would return home, he received an invitation to attend a birthday party for the daughter of a well-known real estate agent.

As Huo Sheng's secretary, Bai Mojiao naturally wanted to go with him.

Having chosen their dresses at a well-known luxury store in France, Bai Mo-chan and Holsham arrived at the manor where the birthday feast was being held.

There were all sorts of luxurious cars parked outside the manor, and each one of them was extremely valuable.

After the two of them got off the car, a waiter led them into the manor. Inside the hall, all the famous French figures were present.

The Asian faces of Bai Moyan and Holt were especially prominent here. As soon as they entered the banquet hall, countless gazes were cast at them.

Very rarely did he attend such an occasion, and it was abroad as well. Bai Mojiao was more or less nervous, his clenched hands were sweating.