Reborn lady my biggest

Chapter 151

I haven't said anything for a few days, but it doesn't mean someone is reserved. At critical moments, I still have to jump around.Someone has a big decision to make.Drawing on the lessons of the book Celebrities, in order to keep up with readers' responses and enrich my working hours, I decided to put aside the outdated old books and double-read them in the future.

A current statement, an old saying.The new book will be released tomorrow night, and the old saying will be released next month. For the sake of my hard work, everyone remember to take a look. If it is your dish, please support me.Happy reading on weekends, consciously drop less wordy, more code words, sink in the pool~~
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When she came out of ZARA's headquarters, the wind from the Mediterranean Sea made Su Zizeng's face red. She raised her head, looked at the clear sky without a single cloud, and made a "V" gesture.

On the last day in Paris, after Su Zizeng settled his salary, he sat in the square where Lin Ying met.Holding a bag of bread crumbs in her hand, this is the first time she feeds the pigeons in a month.These lovely elves have now become part of her life in Paris.Although, her Paris life is coming to an end tomorrow.

It's a pity that in this strange city, the only person she knows is fighting for her dream across the English Channel.

"Everything is fine," said Su Zi. She hadn't been able to contact Zi Yu, but she had been able to read the news about this oriental female model who had sprung up from the street newspapers.

After a while, Lin Ying will show her unique charm in more shows.Su Zi once knew that Zi Yu didn't walk onto the catwalk because of this encounter with him. Sooner or later, she would walk onto that colorful avenue.

"There's one hundred francs left," Su Zi pouted. She had already found an enthusiastic colleague who was willing to take her to the airport, so the one hundred francs she brought from Meaux became a superfluous burden. .

Su Zizeng originally wanted to take the money back as a souvenir, but when she walked down the Seine to remember her last days in Paris, she changed her mind.

Walking along the river will give people the illusion of flowing through the long river of history. Only the flower shops on both sides give Su Zi a sense of reality.

There were no romantic blue hyacinths in front of the flower shop. Su Zi once saw clusters of fiery red roses in a row of flower shops, and the female flower shop owner with a red nose smiling at her.

The female boss still remembered that Su Zi had stepped forward and looked at handfuls of red roses.

"Dear lady, you are here again, I hope your parents have reconciled," the French female boss really remembered Su Zizeng, "Are you here to buy flowers for someone else again today?"

That day, when Su Zizeng and Hang Yishao ordered flowers afterwards, they used the flowers that their parents had quarreled with, and ordered flowers that would reconcile them.

"Thank you, they have reconciled," Su Zi replied with a smile, and then his eyes fell on the handful of red roses.The "Red Love" on her chest warmed up again, as if applauding her performance in the past month.

"Perhaps, I should buy myself a handful of roses," she fumbled out the hundred francs.

"Lovely lady, what kind of flower do you like," the female boss greeted warmly.

"I like what kind of flowers you like." Su Zizeng changed her mind again. Even if the best flowers are brought on the plane, the turbulence of the journey will make it dull. She wants to show it to Kelly and Perot Yes, it is a spirited face.

"Iris, this is the supreme national flower of our French people," said the female boss with French pride on her face.

"Then iris," watching the female boss tie several purple irises together, the green stems and leaves, the full flower body, with an elegant atmosphere.

After Su Zizeng paid the bill, he held the bunch of irises in his arms, looked at them intently for a while, and returned the bouquet of flowers to the female boss when he left.Then, with a wink, said ""Here you go. "

Her figure quickly disappeared on the banks of the Seine. The French lady boss stared blankly at the bouquet of irises. It was the first time she had received flowers from a customer in more than 20 years of flower selling, and it was still her favorite flower.

The night was surrounded by irises, and it also turned purple. Su Zi once walked across the Seine River, along the Champs Elysees, looked at the billboard standing not far away, and whispered in his heart: This time, everything will be different.

On the same day as Su Zizeng, besides Wen Maixue, there were also Su Qingchang and Yan Wuxu who returned to China on the same day.It all happened by coincidence, as if it was an appointment.

When Su Zizeng walked out of the boarding gate, she didn't expect the Chang mother and daughter to come back to pick up the plane, so she could only look for the figure of the Kelly girls in the airplane hall.

"Miss Su Zizeng who is on flight AC0051244, please go to the baggage claim area and collect your luggage," a sentence was repeatedly broadcast in the airport hall.

After listening to French for a month, Su Zizeng's mind was short-circuited for a while, not to mention that she didn't carry any luggage.When Su Zizeng heard the broadcast, it became a reminder to a careless customer with the same name and surname.

The radio was still relentlessly broadcasting. After Su Zi wandered around in the lobby, she still didn't see the person who picked up the plane. Bored, she could only walk towards the luggage claim area.

There was nothing on the conveyor belt, only the worn white rubber belt was rolling. Besides, there was an airport ground staff standing beside the conveyor belt.

Everyone who walked by would look at the ground staff.Beside him was pushing a cart of roses, marked with the sign of Aalsmeer's flower auction.

Su Zi once secretly praised the roses brought by air from the Netherlands, but he didn't know which family in Meaux made such a big deal.

If it wasn't for Subi Auction House, she wouldn't know Aalsmeer, the most famous flower auction house in the world.

"You are Ms. Su Zizeng?" As if seeing a savior, the ground worker recognized this "famous lady" in Mocheng who had been featured in the newspapers. "You are finally here, here are your flowers, please keep them."

This is called luggage.Su Zi once looked at a rose float surrounded by 99 fresh roses.The purest red is like the most energetic red bursting from the human heart.The fragrance of the flowers was dizzying, and her heart was beating vigorously with excitement.

The ground staff were still chattering, these are the flowers brought back by the flight from Holland that arrived at the same time as the French flight, and they specified that they would be given to Miss Su Zizeng today, to welcome her back to China.

All the words seemed superfluous. When Su Zizeng raised her head and heard the uncontrollable laughter behind her through the fiery red rose, she didn't dare to turn her head.

She wondered about the person behind her, and dared not turn her head. She asked Su Zizeng in her heart, the Su Zizeng who had gone through many vicissitudes and couldn't bear any more torture, "Who do you want to see?"

As the footsteps behind him approached, the figures in Su Zizeng's mind gradually became clearer, and the roses on the stroller in his hand were still trembling slightly. These freshest roses were the red elf who was sleeping soundly under the Dutch starry sky last night. We are already under the sky of Meaux today, staring at the foreign lovers.

"Welcome back," said the voice on the phone that seemed to be green with mailboxes. Su Zi once turned his head and looked at the airport hall where people were coming and going. Perot stood in front of him.

The figure in her mind was no longer blurred. Su Zizeng opened her hand, cheered, and hugged Pero. She knew that she had found the right person.

The storm of red roses, and the long-lost lovers.

Wen Maixue stood not far away, watching the clusters of fiery red roses with cold eyes.

One moment earlier, Pero was still welcoming her triumphant return home, and the next moment, he was going to put on a lover's mask and hold another woman in his arms.

It's ridiculous. In the airport lobby, there was still a sweet scent of roses. She stared at the carload of red roses, thinking, Su Zizeng was indeed a superficial woman, and she needed a carload of roses to persuade her to live. .

Although Wen Maixue knew that all this was the most gentle trap directed by Perot, and that Su Zizeng would be bruised and bruised one day, she was still unavoidably jealous.

The whole carload of roses made Su Zizeng a little sad, so he finally called the driver of the Su family and drove them back.

Su Zi once couldn't digest the touch brought by Perrault's "romance". tacit agreement.

"What a waste," Su Zi once complained, this is a typical woman's duplicity.

"It's been more than one time that I've heard you say on the phone that Paris, the 'city of flowers', is so beautiful," Perot still remembered what she said casually, and Su Zizeng was very grateful for this kindness.

"If you have a chance, live in France," Su Zi said inadvertently once savoring the delicious food and beautiful scenery of Paris.After she finished speaking, she realized the ambiguity in this sentence. Perot's hometown is in France. If he settles in France, doesn't that mean that he wants to marry him?

So does he agree or disagree?Su Zizeng raised his head to check Perot's expression at this time.

Feeling uncomfortable for a moment, Su Zi once felt the hand holding her tighten, could it be that he didn't want to.At this moment, Su Zi was a little nervous. When she decided to give up Hang Yishao, she was ready to spend her life with other men. Maybe, she lacked confidence in herself, or maybe, she wanted to try To pursue a new happiness.

"Okay," Perot's reply made Su Zi let go of what he had raised.The next moment, she said angrily, "I didn't say I was with you."

Pero laughed helplessly. The vehicle picked up by the Su family had already arrived. When he saw the small car of roses, even the driver was frightened. He didn't know how to take the flowers back unscathed.

"I brought it back from Paris, France," Su Zi once lied, but the driver refused to believe it anyway, because the young man standing behind the young lady made her lie even more untenable. feet up.

Hearing that Su Zi was gesturing ahead of the driver how to place the flowers, Perot looked away. When he agreed to say "yes" just now, his mood was unprecedentedly heavy.

This is not the first time Perot has lied. In fact, in his 20 years of life, he has lied countless times. Why this time, his heart is so heavy.

(End of this chapter)