Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 330 As for the grudges until now?
This was the first time Ouyang Ye called her own name seriously, which made it difficult for her to adapt for a while.

"Ouyang Ye, didn't you hear that? It seemed like someone was calling you just now." Fortunately, An Ran was wearing sneakers and was pulled so suddenly by Ouyang Ye, so she didn't fail to prevent her from falling, but the posture was not beautiful Where to go.

"Wow, there's no one! I don't have any friends in France." Ouyang Ye's tone was a little hasty, pulling An Ran as if he was fleeing.

However, at some point, there were several tall and burly Frenchmen around them, and they stopped them in a daze.

An Ran frowned, looked up at Ouyang Ye, and didn't believe his words at all.

Before An Ran could ask, she heard the woman's voice behind her again, this time with a little displeasure: "Patriarch Ouyang is now a superior, so you don't recognize him anymore?"

There was a flash of coldness in Ouyang Ye's eyes, but it changed into an indifferent and alienated smile in an instant: "This voice sounds familiar, I thought I recognized the wrong person, shouldn't you be performing in Italy? How could you be in Italy?" France met you?"

When the man turned around, he subconsciously hid An Ran behind him.

Although she didn't know what Ouyang Ye meant, An Ran still cooperated obediently. After all, she was not familiar with the place in France, so it was better to speak less.

The woman was wearing a decent and elegant evening dress, and stepped on silver sequined high heels, and moved over step by step.

As for her appearance, it seems that the French natives did not care.

People are still busy in their own way, and it seems commonplace for oriental faces to appear on the streets of Paris in evening gowns.

"Patriarch Ouyang really knows how to tell jokes. Could it be that you didn't meet Xiao Yimo, or did he not inform you?" The woman's tone was bitter, confirming that Ouyang Ye knew she was in France.

Curious about the person hiding behind Ouyang Ye, he turned his head slightly to see his face.

Ouyang Ye subconsciously moved his footsteps, intentionally covering An Ran tightly so as not to show any sharpness.

Slightly frowning, a gloomy light flashed in the woman's eyes: "Patriarch Ouyang is really in a good mood. He didn't forget to bring his girlfriend with him when he came to work in Paris. If Mr. Ouyang found out, he would be very happy, right?"

threaten!A naked threat!
A killing intent flashed across Ouyang Ye's eyes, which was covered by the colorful night.

"This has nothing to do with you. If there is nothing else, I will go first."

After saying that, Ouyang Ye turned around and hugged An Ran's shoulders, pulling her up to leave, but the woman said: "It's true that I have nothing to do with Patriarch Ouyang, but with..."

"I know who you're looking for, but you shouldn't be looking for me. You know very well in your heart that if he doesn't want to see you, it's useless for you to send out all the people in France." Before the woman could finish speaking, Ouyang Ye said Opening the mouth to block, there was a hint of coldness in the tone.

The woman's eyes sank, feeling inexplicably uneasy about Ouyang Ye's attitude today.

An attendant took a coat and put it on the woman. She calmed down and said, "What's wrong with Patriarch Ouyang? When did I offend you?"

Ouyang Ye became more and more impatient with the woman's persistent questioning, and suddenly turned his head and said, "Offend me? Don't you know it yourself!"

Forced to take a step back by Ouyang Ye's chilling aura, the woman couldn't help feeling a little annoyed: "Ouyang Ye, you've had enough. I didn't do what happened back then. As for the grudge, have you remembered it until now?"

(End of this chapter)