Mr. Wang told me to cross-dress and I don't follow [Entertainment]

Chapter 39

From China to small towns on the fringes of France, from plane to train to bus.This is quite a long journey.

Although it was basically a charter flight, when the plane first arrived at the French airport, a large group of people ran away first.

If Chai Zicong hadn't been ordered to bring Ying Qiuqiu back, perhaps even Chai Zicong would have taken Ying Qiuqiu to visit the major cities in France first.

Before boarding the plane, Chai Ziming wore sunglasses with a cold face. After falling asleep on the plane and getting dizzy, he took the train and boarded the bus.

This situation also happened to Chai Zicong, Ying Qiuqiu and her parents.

Even if everyone found a hotel to wash up and rest for a while, the fatigue brought by the journey could not be stopped.

When he finally arrived at the bus station in the small town and saw Papa Chai holding a sign, Chai Ziming was so excited that he stepped forward to give his parents a warm hug.

Chai's father and Chai's mother were also very excited.

They ran over, bypassed Chai Ziming, and greeted Ying Qiuqiu's family warmly in Chinese: "Hey, Qiuqiu, it's been so hard to come to France, right?"

Chai Ziming: "..."

In a small town, a little noise would be very noticeable, not to mention that this group of people basically had Asian faces.

Ying Qiuqiu felt the sight of the surrounding crowd, and his face flushed immediately.

Chai Ziming was shocked, standing there as if his soul had come out of his body.

Wang Jiarong came to Chai Ziming's side very funny: "Wait, take me for a stroll?"

Chai Ziming was healed by Mr. Wang who was the only one who paid attention to him, and he was very moved: "Okay, you can go anywhere you want, I will take you there."

He has completely forgotten about the "war" a few days ago.

Isn't it just wearing women's clothing and playing goblin fights, hehe.

Chai's father and Chai's mother didn't know that Chai Ziming and Wang Jiarong were together for the time being, and what they were thinking of was their daughter-in-law Ying Qiuqiu's family.Of course, they were also worried that Mr. Wang would be left out in the cold, so they told Chai Ziming repeatedly that he must treat Mr. Wang well.

After Chai Ziming ran away with Xiao Wang, he was still very wronged: "You are also their daughter-in-law, why do they only care about my brother and Qiuqiu."

Wang Jiarong is very happy to get along with Chai Ziming, and doesn't mind Chai Ziming using the word "daughter-in-law" to describe himself: "I don't mind, what do you mind."

Furthermore, Papa Chai and Mama Chai didn't know about their affairs.

But Chai Ziming still pouted, very unhappy: "Of course I would care more than you, you are mine now."

The meaningful words of protecting the calf made Wang Jiarong laugh.

It was only a matter of time before the circumstances of the two were exposed.

Wang Jiarong was not in a hurry.

In the place of Mather Seyan these days, you can't see up and down, and their relationship will always be known to Papa Chai and Mama Chai.I'm afraid that the movement will only be bigger than seeing Ying Qiuqiu now.

The Chai family has a house here, which was bought by Chai's father and Chai's mother after living here for a while.

Close to the sea, the scenery is unique.

Unfortunately, the utilization rate is really low.Especially when the incidents on the pier were full of turmoil, the Chai family didn't come here much.

The two threw all their luggage at home, ran to the street without much visit, and walked towards the pier.

Many people on the road looked at them frequently because of their unique Asian skin.

But no one recognized the two of them.

Chai Ziming didn't mind, and Wang Jiarong didn't mind either.

Occasionally on the road, I saw a sign at the entrance of a small shop saying that I can speak in English, and Chai Ziming hummed a few words: "It's been so many years, why can't I write that I can speak in Chinese?"

Wang Jiarong unconditionally seconded: "That is, you must become a superstar in the future, and then come here to release Chinese records. The store can mark: 'Welcome to use Chinese'."

Chai Ziming was amused by Wang Jiarong's attitude: "Why don't you say that the company will come here in the future?"

Wang Jiarong thought for a while: "I'm quite reserved, so it's better not to tell the truth."

When Chai Ziming heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

The sun was very strong today, and the two of them were fearless at first, but when they were soaked in sweat and their skin was flushed, they had no choice but to search for small shops around them, and wanted to buy a sunshade umbrella.

It is probably because now and then there are many tourists who come here occasionally, and there are piles of parasols near the pier for sale.

Chai Ziming bought an umbrella and carried two bottles of cold drinks.

Feeling that they were rescued, the two took a sip of the cold drink, and both let out a long breath.

I knew it and drove over.

The two of them were standing on a high ground at this moment, and this height was just right to see the scenery on a pier in front of them.The current pier is completely different from the pier many years ago. Today, there are cars parked on the road and yachts parked beside the cars.

Like a small town on the sea, the road and the river are seamlessly connected.The erected poles on the countless ships moored at the pier are densely packed from a distance, but it makes people feel quite interesting.

The color of the water is blue with green in it, rippling under the sun, a bit dazzling.

This small town is full of regional flavor, even the taste of the wind is different.

Finally walking to the pier, leaning against the railing, Chai Ziming wiped his sweat with his hands: "I didn't think it was that far before."

"It may be that part of the sea has been filled." Wang Jiarong speculated irresponsibly.

Chai Ziming nodded, thinking it was very possible.

"In my memory, it's always sunny here." Chai Ziming recalled, "When I was in a bad mood, I used to think why I was in a bad mood, but the weather is still so good? It's really frustrating."

Wang Jiarong: "...When the weather is bad, I think, why is the weather bad when I'm in a bad mood? It's really bad."

... Chai Ziming wanted to throw the drink on Wang Jiarong.

Walking along the pier, the two try to find the warehouse where the original kidnapping took place.

It's been too long, and Chai Ziming already feels great when he can remember that it was a warehouse. As for how he ran there and how he got home in the end, his memory has long been blurred.

But Wang Jiarong still knew.

Wang Jiarong never came here again, but he investigated and knew the structure of this area like the palm of his hand.

Before they knew it, the two arrived in front of the original warehouse.

I don't know if the warehouse is still in use. From the outside, it is already rusty, and the paint on the iron wall is mottled, and many of them can't see the original color.It's a bit like the old bridge they passed by when they came, but it is more weathered than the old bridge that was repaired from time to time.

Chai Ziming stepped forward and tried to push the door. The door made a tooth-piercing sound, but it couldn't be opened because it was locked.

Wang Jiarong looked around and found that someone was already watching.

He asked Chai Ziming: "Here is a group photo as a souvenir?"

Chai Ziming thought about it and nodded: "Okay."

Wang Jiarong took out his mobile phone and pulled Chai Ziming to take a selfie.

The advantage of having long hands is that this selfie took the upper body of the two of them, and they also took the warehouse behind them.

The two took several photos in a row.

Chai Ziming leaned over to see the effect of the mobile phone, and nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Wang is always very artistic, why don't you learn photography from me in the future?"

Wang Jiarong smiled: "When did you learn photography?"

"Dream." Chai Ziming replied.

Accidentally, Wang Jiarong flipped through the photo album and flipped to the front, and there was a photo of Chai Ziming sleeping in a sailor suit.

Very artistically shot.

Xiao Wang's heart skipped a beat, and he silently took back the phone.

Chai Ziming: "..."

The atmosphere between the two became inexplicably ambiguous.

Before he had time to say anything, a person passed by hesitantly said in French: "Ming? You really came back from China?"

The man was only wearing a white short-sleeved top and was carrying a box on his shoulders. The sweat stains on his honey-colored skin were shining brightly from the sun.It can be seen at a glance that this person is not Asian, but a local youth.

The handsome face that was originally full of sharp edges and corners now only has an expression of anxiety.