As soon as An Jingxing got in the car, Tang Qianrong took out a black paper bag from the back seat with high-end French letters on it. She didn't understand it, but when she opened it, she found a plain-colored skirt inside.
"Change your clothes."
He spoke calmly, without any intention of avoiding it.
An Jingxing was a little embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but the other person had already closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, not looking at her. The back of the car was separated from the driver's seat, so the driver couldn't see the back at all.
car seat, so she has nothing to worry about.
Although the clothes on her body were a little dry, coffee stains did not look good. Thinking about this, she gritted her teeth and confirmed that the man's eyes were indeed closed before picking up the dress.
Put it on your body.
However, just when An Jingxing took off his T-shirt, Tang Qianrong, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, his cold gaze sliding across the woman's slender waist, and suddenly there was a trace of
The fire comes.
An Jingxing felt chilled all over. He took off his T-shirt and was about to take off his pants, but then he thought again and hesitated. He first took out the dress and put it on, and finally took off his pants.
After she had changed everything, she turned around and saw that Tang Qianrong's eyes were still closed. Then she breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: "I've changed it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Qianrong opened his eyes faintly. He didn't look at her, but took the paper bag with dirty clothes in her hand and opened the car window. There was a man in uniform standing outside the car window, who seemed to be an airport attendant.
When he saw Tang Qianrong's face, he was immediately startled and stepped forward respectfully.
Tang Qianrong didn't even look at him. He threw the paper bag in his arms and said a few words in French. An Jingxing couldn't understand, but he saw the serviceman's face suddenly change and he suddenly bowed.
The body seemed to be apologizing to him.
But Tang Qianrong didn't even look at him. He closed the window and said something to the driver.
The car started.
An Jingxing knew that it might be because the stewardess soiled her clothes, but she didn't know that the stewardess who soiled her clothes that day never had the chance to fly again.
There was no other reason, but Tang Qianrong's oil industry had a direct connection with Orly Airline. The other party was frightened when they heard Gene's name, although Tang Qianrong did not directly ask them to deal with the stewardess.
But the other party didn't dare to let the flight attendant who offended Gene continue to fly, so they simply resigned and never allowed her to enter their airline again.
Of course, these are all things for later.
An Jingxing followed Tang Qianrong out of Orly Airport, thinking that he would take him to a hotel to spend the night.
Unexpectedly, the driver drove this stylish Cadillac into the bustling traffic of Paris, twisting and turning, and finally arrived in front of a villa.
An Jingxing was not familiar with Paris, and he didn't even know that the place where they were now was the most luxurious wealthy man's villa on the banks of the Seine.
As soon as he got off the car, An Jingxing saw a woman wearing a silk cloak standing in front of the mahogany door full of gorgeous European-style reliefs.
The woman has flowing black hair and a slim figure. She wears a dark green skirt with a fishtail style and a pair of high heels. The combination is simple, but she wears a star-like temperament.
