CEO's Imprisoned Wife

Song Yang just smiled casually. "Some things have passed. The important thing is that everything I have now is that Song Yang took his life in exchange for it."

In exchange for your life?

Luo Shaner was worried and looked into Song Yang's eyes with a touch of pity.

He must have had a hard time for so many years.

Thinking so, Luo Shaner's resentment towards him was also a little less.

After all, he was her closest relative besides her father.

Even if there is no news in recent years, which has brought her deep helplessness and despair, it is really impossible for her to hate him.

"Song Yang, Dad, is he okay?"

A startled look flashed in Song Yang's eyes, pursed his lips, and then smiled powerlessly.

"Shaner, don't ask any more. When you arrive in Paris, you will naturally know."

It was the biggest concession he could make to take her to Paris.

Because he really didn't have enough courage to tell Luo Shaner such a tragedy.

He was afraid that if he confessed everything to her now, Luo Shaner would never forgive him again.

So he can only procrastinate. He can procrastinate for a while.

At least now, although they can't return to their previous intimacy, they are at least friends, the most strange friends.

Luo Shaner stopped asking questions. Anyway, she had waited so long that she didn't care to wait another day.

They fell silent again.

After arriving at the airport, Song Yang grabbed the box first.

But at the airport, they both met someone they didn't want to see.

"Oh, what's the expression of you two? I finally gave up the time to sleep in and went with you. Are you two so synchronous and disgusted?"

Rong Hao sat on the suitcase and looked at Luo Shaner and Song Yang rather bitterly.

"Why did you come with me?" Song Yang asked helplessly.

Ronghao automatically ignores Song Yang and smiles at Luo Shaner.

"I must have come because of girl Luo. Don't forget that someone entrusted you to me. You're going to Paris now. Naturally, I'll follow you every step of the way."

Luo Shaner raised his mouth. Since he wants to follow, he has the right to be a free attendant.

Luo Shaner went to Song Yang, pushed the suitcase in his hand in front of Rong Hao and said, "in that case, please check our luggage together."

With that, Luo Shaner turned and left with great strides.

Song Yang made no secret of laughing at him, proudly raised his hand to him, and then followed him.

"You two are waiting for me." Rong Hao bit his teeth bitterly, but he still pushed two suitcases to check in.

After getting on the plane, Luo Shaner finally got rid of the chattering Rong Hao.

Luo Shaner and Song Yang's seats are next to each other. The seats outside are temporarily empty. Luo Shaner sits in the middle, while Rong Hao depends on the last three rows.

Along the way, Luo Shaner just closed his eyes and was silent.

"May I sit here, miss?"

Just then, a deep voice sounded.

In a daze, Luo Shaner felt that the voice was very familiar. When she opened her eyes, she saw Yan Haoyuan bent down and an enlarged handsome face appeared in front of her eyes.

"Yan, Yan Haoyuan? Why are you here?" Luo Shaner was a little confused. The plane had taken off. Why did Yan Haoyuan suddenly appear here.

He seemed very satisfied with Luo Shaner's reaction. Yan Haoyuan sat down with a smile. His big hand naturally pulled Luo Shaner's small hand and rubbed it for a while.

"I missed you, so I came." Yan Haoyuan took Luo Shaner's small hand and gently kissed her on the back of her hand.

If it were not a public place, he would have been impatient and caressed her in his arms.

"What are you doing?" Luo Shaner blushed and hurriedly retracted his hand, and then glanced at him.

"Yan Haoyuan? Shaner, what's your relationship with him?"

At this time, Song Yang on one side also found the situation here. He glanced at Yan Haoyuan and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. A touch of hostility appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

"Song Yang, long time no see."

Yan Haoyuan hooked the corner of his mouth, as if on purpose, holding Luo Shaner's hand tighter.

"Shaner." Song Yang's eyes suddenly became gloomy. Looking at the hands they held together, he could not wait to see a fire in his eyes.

Luo Shaner smiled at Song Yang, then turned his head and stared at Yan Haoyuan with a warning, trying to get his hand out of his hand.

Yan Haoyuan was still smiling, but he obviously didn't mean to let go.

"Wife, why have you been so shy since I haven't seen you for two days?" Yan Haoyuan's dark eyes floated with a touch of deep affection, and his eyes were gentle as if they could drip water.

But the more Yan Haoyuan was like this, the more Luo Shaner felt at a loss.

This guy, I don't think he took some wrong medicine.

"Shaner, he just called you 'wife', huh?"

Here, Song Yang also reached out and grabbed Luo Shaner's other hand, forcibly shifting her eyes to his side.

Song Yang also had a black face, as if Luo Shaner had done something wrong to him behind his back.

"Song Yang, listen to me. I'm far from you..."

Before Luo Shaner finished his words, he was dragged to his side by Yan Haoyuan again.

"What's not it? Wife, don't deny it. Can't I know I'm wrong? I'll never force you again in the future, okay?"

Yan Haoyuan deliberately increased his tone when he said this.

Obviously, his ambiguous words were deliberately said to Song Yang.

"Shaner..."

Luo Shaner was dragged around by people on both sides, which made him more upset.

"I said if you two could stop for a while and let go."

Luo Shaner shouted coldly and stared at them. They just released her.

Luo Shaner wanted to keep her eyes closed, but the men on both sides were so hot that she couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to ignore it.

Angry Luo Shaner had to find Rong Hao and change seats with him.

Luo Shaner leaned comfortably on his seat and finally felt that the world was quiet.

Rong Hao, who was caught between Yan Haoyuan and Song Yang, suddenly felt like lifting a stone and hitting his foot.

After the plane arrived in Paris, Yan Haoyuan and Song Yang had another dispute over the hotel they stayed in.

Luo Shaner really felt speechless. At last, he took Rong Hao into a taxi and asked the driver to take them to the nearest hotel.

When he finally got to the hotel, Luo Shaner, who thought he would be safe, unexpectedly, Yan Haoyuan had another moth.

There are only three rooms left in the hotel.

So, Yan Haoyuan and Song Yang were arguing about who would live in the same room with Luo Shaner again.

Luo Shaner quite speechless took his room card, carried his suitcase, turned and left.

Yan Haoyuan and Song Yang immediately followed up with a burst of hospitality.

At the door, Luo Shaner looked at the two people behind him and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"I said you two have three rooms. Why do you have to squeeze a room with me?" Luo Shaner opened the door and held out his hand to block them out.

Yan Haoyuan glanced at Song Yang, then said with a natural expression, "wife, we are husband and wife. Shouldn't we sleep in one room?"

Luo Shaner rolled his eyes silently.

On the other side, Song Yang just pursed his lips and didn't speak, but he stared at Luo Shaner's hot eyes, which had shown everything.

Luo Shaner was speechless again.

"I said, do you want me to choose one of you to squeeze a room with me?"

Yan Haoyuan and Song Yang nodded obediently, then looked at each other, and sparks splashed in their eyes.

Luo Shaner almost didn't even think about it. He directly grabbed Song Yang's hand, pulled him into the house, and then said a few words to Yan Haoyuan, "slow down, don't send him away."

Yan Haoyuan thought Luo Shaner would choose him, but she didn't expect that she chose Song Yang.

When he reacted, Luo Shaner had already slammed and closed the door.

The scene of Yan Haoyuan eating flat happened to be seen by Rong Hao.

"Is it funny?" Yan Haoyuan stared at Rong Hao coldly with a sinister face.

Rong Hao held back his smile, handed him the room card, and then hurried back to his room, which made him laugh wildly.

Yanhaoyuan pinched the room card in his hand, stared at the door with hatred, and turned back to his room with deep resentment.

"Shaner, what's the matter with Yan Haoyuan?"

In the room, Song Yang lay on the sofa, his head on his hands, his legs crossed, and his face was full of complacency.

Luo Shaner packed his suitcase and replied casually, "that's what you see."

"Song Yang, how many times have I told you to separate your clothes from mine? Why do you still stack them together?"

Looking at the clothes of the two people tangled in the suitcase, Luo Shaner suddenly felt a big head.

With a smile, Song Yang quickly sat up with a carp, then walked over like a flatterer, pushed Luo Shaner onto the sofa, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her.

"You, let's have a good rest first. I'll clean up these things."

Luo Shaner rolled his eyes silently, drank some water to moisten his throat, and let Song Yang tidy up his suitcase.

"Shaner, I'm hungry. Go and see what's in the kitchen. Help me make some."

Song Yang's voice came out of the bedroom.

Luo Shaner raised her eyebrows. Song Yang said so, and her stomach also growled.

Thinking about it, Luo Shaner had to stand up and take a look at the kitchen. The contents were quite complete, but Luo Shaner was too lazy to make it too complicated, so he had to cook some plain noodles in high soup.

After a while, two bowls of fragrant and hot noodles were ready.

Luo Shaner took the noodles to the bedroom and put them on the small tea table inside.

When yanhaoyuan and Ronghao came over, what they saw was such a scene.

Song Yang is sorting out their luggage, while Luo Shaner is placing dishes and chopsticks.

It looks like an old husband and wife who have been married for a long time.