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Chapter 146 The World of Two

Chapter 146 A World of Two People

"Are you busy?" Luo Qing tilted her head and asked. She knew that Zixuan had been very busy at work. She had also learned about some of the Qiu Group's affairs at the branch office in L City with him before, and knew that this was a very big company.

As a company, you can imagine how busy Zixuan is usually.

"Well, I went back to the company to deal with some things, and Mo Ran is here. He can handle the next thing." Zixuan took it for granted that enslaving Mo Ran was a natural thing, and took Luo Qing's hand and walked forward.

This was his first time walking along the Thames. Although he had stayed in the UK for a long time before, he always sat in the car, not even looking at the scenery outside the car window, immersed in the computer or documents in his hands.

.I have almost never walked on the road so leisurely as now.

"When I came out, your grandfather looked very bad, and your mother was also here. Did something happen?" Luo Qing blinked and asked.

She is a person with little curiosity. Except for the people she cares about, she actually has no curiosity about other things around her. However, she still asked, after all, they were Zixuan's family.

"It's nothing. My dad is back and he will take care of it. Have you met my mommy?" Zixuan smiled. He probably already knew why Luo Qing looked so relaxed. It must be mommy and her.

What was said.

Speaking of this, Luo Qing pretended to be angry and glared at Zixuan, "Why didn't you come to call me when your mommy came? You asked your mommy to wait for me in the room. I actually slept until noon and didn't get up. It's very rude."

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Although Zixuan's mother was very kind and approachable, and did not mean to blame her at all, she still felt very embarrassed.

"Mommy is not the kind of person who cares about everything. You have just recovered and you are running around with me again. It is rare that you sleep so deeply. How can I bear to call you?" Zixuan replied confidently.

What's more, his mother is not the kind of person who cares about etiquette. Although she looks like a noble lady and is famous for being strict and noble among the ladies, as long as she approves of people, she will

Gentle and kind. As for Luo Qing, he could see that mommy felt sorry for Luo Qing, so he handed Luo Qing to mommy with confidence. The more natural and innocent Luo Qing is, the more she will be loved by mommy.

"Anyway, you shouldn't call me "my", it will leave a bad impression on your mommy." Luo Qing glared at him angrily, expressing her anger, but her red face looked very unconvincing.

force.

"Do you care so much about my mommy's opinion?" Zixuan approached her, sniffing her faint fragrance while teasing his little white rabbit.

"Of course, she is your mommy." Luo Qing replied matter-of-factly.

However, she didn't realize that the reason why she cared about Zixuan's mother was because she didn't want to leave any bad impression on her and affect her relationship with Zixuan. In fact, she had already let Zixuan infiltrate her unknowingly.

own life.

"Oh, that's it." Zixuan responded with a slight smile. He was very happy with Luo Qing's reaction, but it was obvious that she didn't know what he was happy about.

"Don't we need to go back for dinner?" Luo Qing looked at the time, it was almost six o'clock, and she had forgotten to go back after such a delay.

"I told Mommy that we will live a world of two people." Zixuan took Luo Qing and turned into a path beside the Thames River. "I will take you somewhere."

Because summer is about to enter, even though it is already six o'clock and the sun has just set, the whole sky is still glowing with a faint golden glow of red clouds, covering the whole city under a warm sunset.

They zigzagged to a path with few people around. The path was very narrow, with various potted plants planted on both sides. The gravel road felt soft when walking on it, giving it a feeling of peace and quiet.

"Where is this?" Luo Qing asked curiously. Such a romantic and quiet path is not like England, but more like a path only found in France.

"This used to be a place where a princess lived abroad, so the whole place has been preserved intact. Legend has it that the princess lived here for a long time before she was taken back to the palace. She had a childhood sweetheart, but since the princess recovered

The lover disappeared after he changed his identity, and no one knew his whereabouts. The princess was very sad, so she ordered that no one should touch the plants and trees here. She would often come back here to wait for her lover. "Zixuan is not a person.

Suitable for storytellers, a romantic and poignant love story sounds more like a historical story to him.

"What happened next? Did the lover come back?" Luo Qing asked.

"No, I heard that the man died and the princess also died in depression. In order to miss the princess, the king ordered that the place where the princess once lived be preserved. Therefore, this place is still as it was many years ago." Zixuan pointed out.

Pointing to the front, "There are many cafes and small bars here, as well as some small restaurants. Many people who like quiet will come here."

The UK is a serious and fast-paced country. The British are in a high-pressure environment all year round, so they are particularly attached to places with a warm and peaceful atmosphere. Therefore, many people like this place near the Thames River very much.

Many times, people always want a place where they can stay alone, recall or meditate, without being disturbed or hindered by anyone.

"What a pity." Luo Qing frowned. She is a person who is easily moved, even if the legend is just a story.

"Let's go. There is a very good restaurant here." Zixuan pulled Luo Qing and walked deeper into the path.

In fact, he often came here when he was in the UK. Because he was born in France, he liked the melancholy and quiet atmosphere of those ancient French towns, and this was one of the few quiet roads in the UK.


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