too"Is it real or fake Let Yan Yan take a look and see, won't she" Nan Qiao smirked from the side, treating Li Yu-sha like a joke.>Erge's expression just now clearly showed he didn't believe that Ou Y..."Okay, you can go back now."

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Ouyan knows that Si Yecheng still has a few things to deal with in France, and today she has already made time to accompany him for a day without getting a good rest.

"Then get some rest, contact me anytime." Si Yechen's eyes were filled with reluctance. He lowered his head and lingered with her lips for a long while before softly saying, "I'll send you a message when you arrive."

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"Alright, be careful on the road and drive slowly." Ou Yan's gaze lingered on him unconsciously as she reminded him, "Be safe."

"I'd be concerned for me..." Si Yechen's eyes and brows were filled with satisfaction. He didn't expect that his long-standing liking would finally get a formal response.

After he left, several servants immediately surrounded Ou Yan, blocking her path.

"Miss Ou, I'm particularly curious to know, what is it like dating the famous Lord Si Yechen"

"How did you take him down Could you give us some details, satisfy our curiosity"

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"How could you make him so devoted to you... Sir, Mr. Si..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

Perhaps they hadn't expected Si Yechen to return, so several servants hastily lowered their heads and retreated two steps.

Si Ye Chen didn't expect these servants to be so close to Ou Yan, nor did he expect the little girl to have a hint of kindness in her eyes when surrounded by them.

When I first met her, she rarely showed such a soft side. No matter what, she always had a cold and indifferent look on her face.

Has Xiaoya changed, or did he just not understand her before

"Suddenly, I remembered there was one more gift I hadn't given you." Si Yechen took out a small box from his coat pocket.

Several servants secretly glanced upwards. It was a square box, about the size of a palm. Could Mr. Si be proposingully it was winter. Song Dajie only had his outer clothes wet, not the inner ones. After Ou Yan helped him change, she and Che Suyun moved him to a more comfortable position together.At this moment, S...