Chapter 730

Looking at mu QingHan sitting there, ah Jie was worried. What happened?

"General manager Mu!"

Mu QingHan just came back and looked at ah Jie, "go and help me check the specific address of this IP immediately, hurry!"

"Ah? Oh, ok..." looking at his serious look, ah Jie didn't dare to ask any more, so he had to check it quickly.

Mu QingHan was sitting inside, looking at the interface of the online store and the ring. The price on it was priceless.

It's not for sale!

Mu QingHan didn't find that his hands trembled. After all these years, there was finally a little news about her!

Looking at someone online over there, he tried to turn it on, but the system message came immediately. Hello, Xiaoxiao online. What can I do for you?

For a moment, mu QingHan didn't know what to say.

Put your hand over there, but you don't know what to do.

For a long time, he typed a line, "I want that pair of rings!"

After the message was sent out, he waited for the message from the opposite side, but found that it was a long wait in just a few seconds.

Finally, his heart was almost lifted when he saw the small picture of writing a message moving opposite.

"Sorry, rings are not for sale!"

"Why?" this time, mu QingHan typed quickly.

The opposite side didn't explain in detail, just said, "because it's priceless!"

"I want as much as I want!"

"Sorry..."

Although he can't think of what the woman on the computer looks like, he can definitely think of it. This is the tone of Xia Xingxing!

Now, he is 100% sure, sure, that's her!

Thinking of this, he didn't want to end his chat with her so soon and said, "did you design the ring yourself?"

For a long time, there came a word, "yes!"

When mu QingHan was about to say something again, there came, "sorry, I have something to do. If I need anything, I can order by myself!" after that, the Avatar was dark.

Mu QingHan's heart sank.

But he is 100% now. This is the summer star!

Now, the most important thing is to find out where this address is, then you can find her!

Thinking of this, my heart couldn't stop jumping, but I didn't know what to do at the same time.

In this year, how many times he said he had news of her, he rushed over regardless of everything, but every time the news failed

And this time!

He was determined, but also with a trace of doubt. He didn't know how to describe this contradiction.

He was really worried about how disappointed she would be if it weren't for her

Before long, ah Jie brought an address, "Mr. mu, I found it!"

"Where?" Mu QingHan asked nervously.

"The basic IP address is a small town in Provence, France!"

France?

Where has she been all year?

Too late to think too much, mu QingHan said, "help me book a ticket immediately. I want to go there!"

"Now?"

"Yes, now!"

As like as two peas were looking for the address, he also looked at the official website instantly, which was exactly the same as that of Mu Qing.

And he also knew that the ring was given to him by Xia Xingxing.

So, this foreign online shop is opened by Xia Xingxing?

Up to now, I'm not sure whether it is!

However, this should be the most reliable discovery in the past year. Ah Jie nodded, "OK, I know, but president Mu, is this... Miss Xia?" ah Jie also had some doubts.

"Yes or no, I'll go there myself!" Mu QingHan said firmly.

Finally, I saw a trace of anger on mu QingHan's face, which is a rare emotion in the past year.

More than half an hour later, at the door of the company.

Ah Jie looked at mu QingHan and was filled with joy. "Mr. mu, I wish you find Miss Xia this time!" ah Jie's sincere blessing.

Listening to his words, mu QingHan nodded, smiled firmly, got into the car directly and galloped away

An hour and a half later, he boarded the plane smoothly. Mu QingHan sat on the plane and watched the clouds floating outside. In 20 hours, he was not sleepy for the first time. On the contrary, he was very energetic.

He didn't know what was in front of him. He only knew that his heart was destined not to be quiet for these twenty hours.

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Twenty hours later, mu QingHan got off the plane and took a taxi directly to Provence.

It took another three hours to reach Provence.

By the time we arrived, it was already four o'clock in the morning. Although we couldn't bear the impulse, it was really late.

I found a hotel and stayed all night.

But that night, he was still not sleepy.

Knowing that it was close at hand, he had arrived here, but he felt that she was still far away.

All this, I'm afraid, is like a dream.

Standing on the balcony of a hotel like an ancient castle, holding the red wine produced by the hotel in his hand, it is bitter, but it is sweet after entering the throat, just like human life. Sometimes it looks bitter, but as long as you taste it carefully, everything is beautiful.

Looking outside, the night is deep, but it seems that we can feel the surrounding atmosphere, very quiet.

Gradually infected, his heart miraculously recovered.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and hoped that this time, he would not be disappointed again

At seven o'clock, he woke up, went out of the balcony and looked at everything outside. The sun was just right, and all the surrounding environment was clean.

Now it is September, the sky is blue and transparent, and the air is like fresh iced lemonade, seeping into my lungs, just like a bright may day.

I simply cleaned myself up and walked out of the hotel without even having breakfast.

The black windbreaker, tall and slender figure, and the perfect face carved by an artist have attracted many people to watch. This Chinese man is so handsome.

He walked slowly, took a note, looked for the address and looked around wantonly.

Provence, paradise of flowers.

It's probably not too much to say that Provence is completely romantic, because there are not only many popular love stories, but also Marseille famous for Marseille, the well-known island of Eve famous for the count of Monte Cristo, the elegant university cities AIX and Avignon, and the aftertaste of the ancient medieval villa, The comfortable little cafe on the street... All this is intoxicating.

If Xia Xingxing is really here, he seems to be able to understand why she chose such a place.

Relaxed and lazy lifestyle, a kind of flattering and humiliating, watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, leaving or staying unintentionally, looking at the leisurely mood of clouds in the sky. Here, it is quiet and beautiful, just like a painting volume, which can let you forget everything.

Just, Xia Xing, do you want to forget anything here?

He continued to walk. In the morning, the sun hit him through the shadow of the tree. He walked here like a prince out of a picture, calm and introverted.

Finally, after walking for a long time, I came to a small alley. The stone paved path is winding and quiet. When I straighten my arm, I can touch the brick walls on both sides. The classical and elegant architecture is full of Gothic flavor. The climbing rattan on the wall turns red in autumn and flutters in the wind. The small shop on the street is full of the fragrance of lavender.

Here, there are only a few doors. There are all kinds of flower baskets hanging beside the wooden door. At the door, there is a flower shaped shelf full of flowers. At the same time, there is a white chair with a cotton cushion, which is simple and beautiful.

Looking at the door number above, with a black board engraved with a string of French characters, he glanced at the note in his hand. That's it.

Suddenly, a little nervous, but still reached out and rang the doorbell.

Looking forward to the door opening, but after a long time, no one opened the door.

Mu QingHan was worried and anxious, and then continued to pat the door, but no one opened the door.

Just then, an old lady came over and looked at mu QingHan. She kept staring at him. Finally, she couldn't help speaking in pure French, "who are you? Looking for the lady here?" the old lady asked. After all, this is also the first time this year that a man came here to look for her.

Mu QingHan understood French, nodded immediately and said, "yes, is the person here a Chinese like me?"

The old lady had yellow hair and deep eyes. She smiled very kind. She nodded, "you must be her husband!"

Listening to the old lady's words, mu QingHan's mood is very complicated.

"She shouldn't be at home at this time. She should be in the garden over there!" said the old lady, pointing to a place.

Mu QingHan looked, then asked the old lady to say the specific address, and then nodded, "thank you!" after mu QingHan thanked, he walked in the direction the old lady pointed.

Around one place, you can see a purple ocean.

Although it is early September, the lavender here has been in good bloom.

A piece of lavender swaying in the wind, undulating like the sea, reflecting the simple scenery and brilliant sunshine, intertwined with a purple dream.

Mu QingHan put his hands in the bag of his windbreaker and walked step by step through a sea of flowers. Among the purple flowers, he was both conspicuous and small.

His heart is very quiet.

Quietly through a sea of flowers, I heard a familiar sound.

"Time, call Mom, mom..."

The familiar Mandarin sounds like the world's thin soft sound, like a general spring, trickling down.

Hearing this, mu QingHan slowly walked over there