bayedsolid Chapter 714 My life now belongs to you, cousin.
Chapter 714 My life now belongs to you, cousin.
The Renaissance Hotel near the Arc de Triomphe in Paris.
After taking photos with several fans, Yang Mi and her three companions, who were dining at the rooftop restaurant, resumed their meal.
They'd been eating for a while now, and tourists or fans kept coming up to ask for photos or autographs, which they couldn't very well refuse.
The phone on the table rang. Liu Shishi, who had just sat down again, glanced at it and then said to Tang Yan next to her, "Your phone rang. It looks like a text message."
Tang Yan picked up her phone, glanced at it, then raised an eyebrow before turning it off and placing it back on the table.
Finally, after more than ten minutes, the group finished eating. Tang Yan was the first to stand up. "Let's go back. We're all tired."
Although it's only 8 p.m., I can go back, take a shower, and scroll through my phone for a bit, and that'll be about it.
This isn't China, after all; they're unfamiliar with the place and the people here, so they don't dare go out at night.
They rented two suites at the hotel; Tang Yan and Liu Shishi shared one.
As soon as she entered the house, Tang Yan went back to her room, seemingly to rest.
Liu Shishi didn't pay any attention and went back to her room after washing up.
An hour later, Liu Shishi's phone died. She twisted her stiff neck and left the room.
Chinese mobile phones cannot be charged directly in Paris; an adapter is required.
They only brought two items; Yang Mi had one, and Tang Yan had one.
She knocked on the door, but there was no response. Liu Shishi assumed Tang Yan was asleep.
But when I casually pushed the door, it opened gently.
Liu Shishi was a little puzzled, but she still went inside.
There was no one in the room; Tang Yan had disappeared.
"Could it be that she went to Yang Mi's place?" Liu Shishi muttered to herself, picked up the adapter from the bedside table, and left the room.
……
Steve sat on a rock, smoking and scrolling through his phone.
A tall, slender woman wearing black jeans, a white cropped T-shirt, sunglasses, a hat, and a mask walked over from a distance.
Steve glanced at the woman, especially at the crossbody bag she was carrying, which slung diagonally across her chest. He admired her figure in his mind before looking down and continuing to scroll through his phone.
He didn't dare stare at her for too long, afraid that the beautiful woman would misunderstand.
But this woman stood in front of Steve.
"Manager Steve?" the woman asked in Chinese.
Steve immediately stood up. "You are, Mr. Wang's friend?"
The woman nodded.
Steve immediately stubbed out his cigarette, which he hadn't finished smoking, and opened an inconspicuous little door behind him.
"Please follow me." The two disappeared into the alley one after the other.
The space inside the door is not spacious, only enough for two people to walk side by side.
But soon, after walking about 20 meters, Steve opened another iron gate, and a bright and open space appeared before him.
"Beautiful lady, welcome to the White Horse Manor Hotel. Please follow me."
The woman nodded and followed Steve into an elevator.
As the elevator doors closed, the woman saw Fan Bing and Fan Chengcheng seemingly just coming in from outside in the lobby on the first floor.
There were at least several dozen people gathered outside the gate, some of whom were unclear whether they were fans or just regular football fans.
Fan Chengcheng waved towards the elevator, seemingly wanting it to wait for him.
Steve saw it too, and he subconsciously pressed the wait button, but the woman next to him said, "Leave now, close the door."
Upon hearing this, Steve immediately released his grip and pressed the close button.
The elevator doors closed gently and began to ascend.
Tang Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
If Fan Chengcheng and Fan Bingbing had come in just now, even if she was wearing a mask and hat, they would definitely have recognized her.
After exiting the elevator and arriving at a room, Steve knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Wang Xiucheng's voice could be heard inside.
Upon hearing this voice, Tang Yan's heart suddenly started racing for some reason.
Steve gently opened the door, gestured for him to enter, and then turned and left.
Tang Yan went inside and saw Wang Xiucheng sitting on the sofa playing on his phone.
Upon seeing Tang Yan, Wang Xiucheng immediately greeted her happily, "Good evening, Sister Tang! Did you buy the things?"
"Mm." Tang Yan nodded, first taking off her hat, mask, and sunglasses, then taking off her handbag and taking out the things Wang Xiucheng needed.
Wang Xiucheng frowned slightly. "Sister Tang, this is a manual razor, not an electric one."
"This is all we have; the electric ones are sold out," Tang Yan explained.
"What should we do? I don't know how to use this," Wang Xiucheng said, looking troubled.
Tang Yan blushed slightly and said softly, "How about I help you?"
"Okay." Wang Xiucheng chuckled and sat up.
"Let's go to the restroom," Tang Yan said after thinking for a moment. "It's not easy to clean up inside."
Wang Xiucheng carried a stool to the bathroom and sat in front of the mirror.
With a slightly flushed face, Tang Yan applied foam to Wang Xiucheng's chin and then carefully began her work.
Wang Xiucheng leaned back in his chair and looked up at Tang Yan's slightly flushed face. "Sister Tang looks really beautiful from this angle."
Tang Yan's face turned even redder, but she pretended not to hear.
"Sister Tangtang's hair is so beautiful." Wang Xiucheng reached out and touched a strand of hair that was hanging down his face.
Tang Yan hurriedly tidied her hair and then continued her work.
"Sister Tangtang's necklace is so beautiful." Wang Xiucheng's hand reached out again.
Tang Yan finally gave Wang Xiucheng a helpless tap on the forehead, "Behave yourself, or you'll scratch your chin."
"No, Sister Tangtang would never hurt me." Wang Xiucheng gently closed his eyes.
"My life belongs to you, Sister Tangtang, from now on," Wang Xiucheng said softly.
Tang Yan's heart suddenly pounded and almost jumped out of her chest. She hurriedly let go of her hand and began to breathe rapidly.
"Sister Tang, what's wrong?" Wang Xiucheng asked with concern.
"It's nothing." Tang Yan took a few deep breaths and gave Wang Xiucheng a long look.
Just as the atmosphere was becoming somewhat romantic, Tang Yan's phone suddenly rang.
Startled, Tang Yan nearly hurt Lin Hai's chin.
She quickly put away her razor, left the bathroom, and went outside to answer the phone.
"Sister, where are you? Why aren't you at the hotel?" Yang Mi's anxious voice came through.
"I..." Tang Yan went to the window and said softly, "I'm going out to meet a friend. I'll be right back."
"You scared us to death, sister! This is Paris, not China! It's so late and you're still out! Come back right now, or I'll call the police!" Liu Shishi's angry voice rang out.
"Okay, I'll go back." Tang Yan quickly agreed and turned off her phone.
Wang Xiucheng had somehow appeared beside her at that moment.
Tang Yan found it somewhat amusing to see Wang Xiucheng shaving halfway through his beard.
Wang Xiucheng chuckled and pulled Tang Yan outside the window.
The sky had already darkened, and the Eiffel Tower in the distance lit up.
During the Olympics, the Eiffel Tower features light shows with several country themes every day, and today's three countries include China.
At this moment, the Eiffel Tower was bathed in Chinese red light, and tourists screamed with excitement, taking out their phones to take pictures.
Some couples who went on a destination wedding wore wedding dresses and captured their most beautiful moments under the Eiffel Tower.
"The Eiffel Tower is lit up." Wang Xiucheng pointed to the distance and pulled Tang Yan to stand on the platform.
"So beautiful." Tang Yan looked at the Eiffel Tower in the distance with hearts in her eyes.
"Not as beautiful as you." Wang Xiucheng looked at Tang Yan, whose face was half illuminated by the lights of the Eiffel Tower.
"I should go back now," Tang Yan said suddenly, sounding a little nervous.
"I asked you to take me."
"it is good."
A few minutes later, Tang Yan left with her things, and Wang Xiucheng, who had only shaved halfway, picked up the phone again and made a call.
"Sister Bingbing, could you come and shave me? I'm so clumsy..."