Without hesitation, he dialed another number: "Help me check No. 45 Sakura Avenue. I want the background information of the people who live there. The sooner the better. Please set a price for the commission and get back to me as soon as possible."
After getting a positive reply from the other party, he threw away the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled up the collar of his shirt, took out the goblet from the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of red wine, walked to the balcony again, and faced Xi Xi's smile. Cool breeze, slowly took a sip.
The night in Paris, France, is more charming than the day, with dazzling lights and lively singing and dancing. The decorative lights on the Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame de Paris, and the Louvre must be on at least until after midnight. There are even no decorative lights on the Eiffel Tower In addition, there are 15 minutes of silver lights flashing every hour. These add charm to the Paris night. People have been busy for a day, and when night falls, they walk aimlessly on the street or sit leisurely on the street. Watching the street scene from a bench should be considered a way of nightlife in Paris.
But these do not belong to tourists. Especially they do not belong to Han Shaoqi.
It was already early in the morning, and the whole city fell into silence.
The red liquid swaying gently in the wine glass is like a lover's lips, seductive and charming. But heartbreaking. Han Shaoqi looked at the lights of thousands of houses with a wry smile on his lips. What is the purpose of this trip to France? Search and search. , is it all in vain after all? Is that mysterious and beautiful girl wearing a cheongsam really just a mirror, a dream for him?
It's so ridiculous that he actually spent so many years of hard work for a woman whose name he didn't even know. He had been looking for her for so many years, but he still couldn't get what he wanted. There wasn't even a clue or shadow.
This trip to France was in vain again!
Perhaps, it was really time for him to give up. It was time to wake up from the dream he had been holding on to for so long!
He smiled blankly, feeling sad and helpless.
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As soon as Xiaotong hung up the phone, she heard a cold voice above her head:
"Henry, who asked her to call?"
She looked up and saw a handsome and demon-like young man standing coldly against the railing, looking down at her with an expression full of arrogance. She didn't know how long he had been standing there. But what was certain was that he must have all the contents of her phone call. He listened, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.
Henry lowered his hands, "I'm sorry, Master Rong Sheng."
Rong Sheng snorted coldly and walked away.
Xiaotong was left standing there blankly, her anger suddenly overwhelming.
Rong Sheng, right? Okay, I’ve made a big deal with you. It’s okay for Huangfu Lin to bully her. After all, she has something in his hands. Who is he, Rong Sheng? He dares to slander her at every turn. , monitor her as a prisoner, and restrict her personal freedom and language freedom?
"Rong Sheng, stop!" Xiao Tong finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.
Her voice was loud, becoming increasingly clear and compelling in the empty house.
Henry opened his mouth wide, as if he didn't expect that she would suddenly get angry.
As for Rong Sheng, he actually stopped and turned around. Looking at the little woman rushing up the stairs, a trace of surprise flashed across his handsome face. Did he hear it right? How dare that woman order him in such a tone?
A dangerous aura gradually appeared in his eyes, "I warned you..."
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Xiaotong almost rushed in front of Rong Sheng in three steps and two steps at a time. Because of her anger, her apple-face even turned red.