Everyone on the plane laughed. Everyone understood that Leng Zirui was referring to themselves, but he was just trying to make fun of him.
"Mr. Leng, are you ready to take off?" The flight attendant came forward respectfully and asked Leng Zimo.
Leng Zimo immediately agreed, "Okay."
"You flew away before everyone was here?" Huangfu looked at everyone in confusion, "Where's Xu Pei, won't she go with us?"
"She is no longer in my circle of friends." Leng Zimo waved his hand gently, "Take off."
The flight attendant agreed to step away, and Huangfu Ao looked curiously at Leng Zirui beside him.
Feeling that the atmosphere in the plane was not right, Leng Zirui immediately changed the subject, "I heard that French girls are quite beautiful. Brother Ao, should we go there and pick up two French girls to solve the single problem?!"
Tong Ya continued the conversation cooperatively, "You two can't even speak French, so you still want to pick up a French girl?"
"Sister Tong Ya, you are looking down on me. Let me tell you, I speak English, France, Germany, Japan, Spain, Portugal, Korea, Beijing, Tianjin, Hebei, Hebei, and Shandong... I am proficient in all of them!"
"Everyone is proficient in them all, I guess none of them are proficient in them, right?!" Shen Yizhou laughed.
With these three people making jokes, the atmosphere on the plane became lively again. Huangfu Ao was also a smart person. He knew that he had just raised an inappropriate topic and did not ask any further questions.
After more than ten hours of flight, the plane successfully arrived in Marseille, France.
Because of the time difference, it is already evening in Beijing, but it is still afternoon here.
When several people got off the plane, Qin Lan had already led his men to greet them and ushered them into the car waiting outside the exit.
The motorcade drove out of the city of Marseille, and soon turned onto a tree-lined road, passed through an arched doorway with a distinct Roman style, and stopped in a small square of an old castle by the river.
The British butler in black stepped forward and opened the car door for the group of people. Huangfuluo, who was wearing a skirt, greeted the group of people with a smile, "Welcome to Huangfuluo's private castle!"
Luo Xiaoqian let Leng Zimo help her out of the car. She looked up and saw a piece of grassy grass with a European-style fountain in the middle. Not far behind the fountain was a three-story castle.
The white walls and red windows, the beautiful dome, and the green and white clouds reflect the world in a fairy tale.
"So beautiful!" She couldn't help but sigh.
"Of course." Huangfuruo walked up to her, hugged her arm, and imitated the accent of a medieval warrior, "Dear Princess Sissi, welcome, can I kiss your palm?!"
Leng Zirui immediately took over the conversation with a smile, "Of course not, because His Majesty the Emperor will be jealous!"
"He dares!" Huangfuruo smiled and took Luo Xiaoqian's arm, "Let's let the men do their work. Xiaoqian, Sister Tong, I will take you to visit the room."
With that said, she pulled Luo Xiaoqian and trotted towards the lawn.
"Be careful!"
Beside, Qin Lan and Leng Zimo cried out worriedly at the same time.
"I forgot, I forgot!" Huangfuruo stuck out his tongue, slowed down, and then touched his belly, "Little princess, I'm sorry, mother forgot you again."
Qin Lan glanced sideways at Leng Zimo and said, "The one in your family is not made of glass, so do you need to be so careful?"
"Are you the only one allowed to be my father?" Leng Zimo asked him back calmly. Although his tone was calm, he couldn't hide his happiness.
