Chapter 2093 A considerate hotel


Chapter 2093 The considerate hotel

“Woooooo~”

At Kai Tak Airport, when Chu Heng, who was about to board the plane, handed Han Yu to Han Yunwen, the little guy seemed to know that he wanted to As if he hadn't seen his father for a long time, his mouth tightened and tears fell from his eyes. He cried so hard that he was heartbroken.

"If the baby doesn't cry, don't cry."

Han Yunwen was already sad when she was about to separate from her lover. But now when she saw her child crying so sadly, she couldn't hold it any longer and her eyes were red. Wiping his son's tears, tears streamed down his face before he knew it.

"Alas!"

Chu Heng, who had already turned to leave, was worried. He hurriedly dragged his sore legs back, hugged his lover and child and comforted him until the airport announcement started to urge him. , he had to leave three times in one step.

"One month, at most one month, I will take the time to come back to see you."

Before entering the security checkpoint, he turned around and waved vigorously, making a solemn promise, then turned and disappeared. The two women were in sight.

“Huh.”

Seeing this, Han Yunwen breathed a long sigh of relief, quickly took off Han Yu's pants, looked at the red mark on his tender buttocks that she had just made with a guilty look on her face, and rubbed him hard: "I'm sorry, baby, Qian. Don't blame mom, I'm like this Don’t you just want us to see our father soon?”

“Woooooo~”

Han Yu cried even more sadly, and stretched out his little arms to grandma, wanting to. Hurry and escape from the clutches of this cruel woman.

"No, are you such a mother?" Mother Han was so angry that she wanted to slap her a few times, and quickly stepped forward to pick up her grandson.

“Hey.”

Han Yunwen smiled bitterly.

On the side, He Yixing, Sister Qing and other servants and bodyguards also looked at the scene with black lines.

Why does Ms. Han, who has always been smart and capable, become so stupid every time she meets Mr. Chu?

Are all love brains like this?

……

other side.

Chu Heng, who still didn’t know that he had fallen into the trap, boarded the plane with Cen Hao through the VIP channel with full of self-blame, and was guided into the first class cabin by the stewardess.

Facing the blond and wavy stewardess who secretly pinched the soles of his feet a few times after changing his shoes, he withdrew his feet with a cold expression and said: "I need to rest, please don't let anyone disturb me." Me.”
Not to mention that he was immersed in the sadness of being separated from his lover and child, and he had no intention of doing so. Even if there was no such thing, he had almost broken his waist due to Han Yunwen in the past few days, facing this kind of affair. It is also somewhat powerless.

"Okay, sir." The flight attendant was immediately disappointed. She stood up and stared greedily at his impeccably handsome face for a few times before reluctantly closing the curtain for him. Turn around and serve other customers.

After a while, the plane soared into the sky and headed towards Paris on the other side of the ocean.

Chu Heng, who had adjusted his emotions, looked through the porthole at the smaller and smaller land of bullets beneath him, and his mind gradually drifted to Benshamin who was far away in Paris.

He hopes that this trip will go smoothly, otherwise, he will have to end up being a gentleman for once, but this is not what he wants to see, and this is also part of all his plans. The best strategy.

After all, if the source of something is unknown, it will be difficult to see the light in the future, so it is best to get the things in Benshamin's hands through formal channels. After thinking wildly for a while, a wave of sleepiness soon hit me.

Chu Heng, who drank coffee with Han Yunwen almost all night yesterday, opened his mouth and yawned hard. After raising his hand to wipe his tears, he quickly took out the eye mask and put it on, and fell asleep soon.

Chu Heng's flight is direct to Paris, but most of the planes these days are not very fast. Even if it is a direct flight, it will take nearly sixteen hours.

During this period, he slept for a while and woke up for a while, but he didn't feel the loneliness of the journey very much, and he arrived in Paris unknowingly.

At around one in the morning, the plane landed.

Chu Heng had already booked a room at the Rosewood Hotel in Paris in advance and made an appointment for airport pick-up service. After he and Cen Hao came out of the exit with large and small packages, they were greeted by the hotel's airport pick-up staff. Please respectfully get in the car and drive towards Paris.

As a world-class first-tier city, Paris is far from being comparable to the developing Hong Kong Island. Although it is already midnight, the roads are still busy with traffic, and the bright lights are like stars falling on the world, which is dazzling.

The Rosewood Hotel is located in downtown Paris and has a very long history. It can be traced back to 1758. It was built under the order of French King Louis XV. It was originally used as the residence of the Marquis. In 1909, it was converted into a hotel and named Clion Grand Hotel.

Its location is very good. It is near the Place de la Concorde in the city center. There are many scenic spots around it. It is only more than ten kilometers away from the airport. Chu Heng and the others sat in the car for half an hour and arrived at the place. Then he quickly went through the formalities and checked into the room.

Chu Heng wants a VIP suite with two bedrooms, a living room and a study room. The decoration and furnishings are very elegant, combining classical luxury and modern comfort. Customized furniture, Beautiful antiques and carefully selected art and more.

“Fuck!”

After all, Chu Heng came from a hotel background. The first thing he did when he entered the room was to observe the inside of the room. When he saw a mid-Qing official kiln blue and white plum vase placed on the square table in the living room, his expression changed. It immediately became dark.

Then he looked elsewhere and soon discovered a set of folk pastel tea sets from the early Qing Dynasty and an official enamel garlic vase from the Shunzhi period.

“Are these things all out in France?” Chu Heng took the garlic bottle and looked at it repeatedly for a while, then observed the layout of many Chinese elements in the room, and quickly rejected his idea. guess.

Although there are a lot of antiques lost overseas, they are far from reaching the level of being on the streets. Looking at the Chinese decorations in the house that are obviously inconsistent with the original style of the room, it is not difficult to guess that these antiques It's possible that the hotel staff let him go on purpose after learning about his Hong Kong identity.

“This hotel is really considerate.” Chu Heng gritted his back molars, but he had to admire the hotel management. He felt that in many details, it was indeed worthy of the Mandarin Hotel. study.

"Tsk."

Chu Heng couldn't help but look at the official kiln porcelain again, his eyes rolled a few times, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sinister smile, and then he carefully put the things away. After going back, he opened a suitcase and rummaged through it to find a change of clothes.

Then he waited for a short while. After Cen Hao came out of the bathroom, he went in to wash himself briefly and then went to bed.

"Master Chu."

Unexpectedly, not long after he lay down, Cen Hao touched him.

"What are you doing?" Chu Heng turned around and looked at the door cautiously, not letting his back be exposed to him, and tightened his grip on the ditch.

"I've slept all the way, and I'm not sleepy anymore. Let's go for a walk? Duan Changjin said that the red light district here is very exciting." Cen Hao looked excited, with a lustful look in his eyes. It seemed that This scumbag has already recovered from the grief of losing No. 38.

"Get out! I'm here to do business, go to some red light district." Chu Heng grabbed the pillow and threw it away. After Cen Hao ran away in disappointment, he sighed and rubbed the soreness. The skin on my waist and knees was scratched, and it took me a while to fall asleep.