Chapter 1569

"You didn't sleep?" Song Xi lies on his body, hooks Ling Yichen's neck, and stares at him with bright eyes.

"I slept, but someone woke me up when he came into the room." Ling Yichen hugged her tightly and said with a smile.

Song Xi blinked, "how can I? I walk very lightly."

"I'm sleepy, which is inherited from my father. What's the matter? Are you sleepy? "

"Well. I'm sleepy again. Maybe I'm a little slacker in my stomach. "

"Little sluggard is our baby too. Sleep, I'll hold you to sleep." Ling Yichen patted her on the back.

"Good." Song Xi hugs him and sleeps with his eyes closed.

The even breath rises and falls, Ling Yichen smiles contentedly and closes his eyes together.

It was 8 a.m. when we arrived in France.

Bathed in the early morning sun, they got off the plane and came to Ling palace castle.

Ling Yichen asked his servant to prepare a guest room for Rococo. He will stay here for the time being.

Rococo is busy looking for the customers of his orders. He leaves without stopping.

"The trip to Provence is tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You just got off the plane and need a good rest."

"Good."

Song Xi looked at the castle and fell into deep memories.

When I was a child, Ling Yichen's fourth birthday.

The whole hall is full of people, all singing birthday songs for Ling Yichen.

After recovering the memory, I went back to the palace castle and had a different experience.

"What are you thinking?" Ling Yichen saw her standing in a daze, walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Remember? You were wearing a birthday hat, sitting here, receiving all the blessings. You were four years old. "

Song Xi points to all this and tells Ling Yichen.

"Of course, at that time, my eyes were always on you, and I was Xuanxuan's sister all day."

Recalling this time, Ling Yichen couldn't help but raise his mouth.

"How time flies. As soon as we grow up, we are going to have our own children."

Song Xi leans on Ling Yichen's shoulder and smiles warmly.

"Yes, sometimes I wish time could be slower, but sometimes I wish time could be faster. After all, I want you to be my bride earlier." Ling Yichen reaches out and pinches Song Xi's nose.

"A month, and very soon."

"Young master, young grandma, there is an invitation." The servant came in with an invitation in his hand.

Ling Yichen took the invitation and opened it.

"Opening Banquet of the French business summit."

I remember that every year in France, there will be a business summit, just at this time.

It used to be father Ling Xiaohan.

As a leader in French business, Lingjia receives invitations every year.

This is a symbol of power, but also a declaration of identity.

Ding Dong.

Ling also Chen received a text message.

Ling Yichen takes out her mobile phone.

The message was sent by my father Ling Xiaohan.

"Go to this business summit in France and officially take a foothold in the business world. Let everyone remember later that you are not only the son of Ling Xiaohan, but also the business genius Ling Yichen. Don't let me down."

This message is like an order that Ling Yichen can't refuse.

"It seems that it's a coincidence that I've come to France this time. This opening party must be attended. You can join me, or I'll be bored."

"What am I going to do?"

Song Xi is not interested in this kind of party. She doesn't like it all the time.

"Don't forget that you are not only the gold of Jin group and Qi family, but also a business elite with super intelligence. Your business mind is not under me."

"And then?"

"It's OK to go together and pass the time."

"All right."

"The time is tomorrow evening. Take a good rest today. I will take you out to eat delicious food."

“OK。”

At this time, Mujia in France.

As the successor of the Mu family, Mubei is still on the job and has not retired to the second tier.

Because only Muxin is an only daughter, Muxin's mind is not in business at all, and Mubei still has to shoulder the burden of Muxin group.

He also received an invitation for the opening ceremony of the summit.

And just returned to China a few days ago, Muxin locked himself in his room all day long, and didn't go anywhere.

With this reception, Mubei wants to introduce her daughter to the young master of other groups.

After all, I can't marry Ling Yichen. This daughter is still going to get married.

Go upstairs and knock on the door.

"Xin'er, I'm dad. Could you open the door?"

Nestled in bed holding the doll, the sad Muxin is not willing to take care of Mubei at all."Why? Don't disturb me. Go on. "

"How can you talk to Dad, you girl? Open the door. I have something to tell you. "

"I have nothing to tell you."

"Stinky girl, it's just a door. Do you want to embarrass your father and me?"

Bata.

The door lock is unscrewed.

Mubei went to the bedside and handed the invitation to Muxin. "Come here, go to this with dad."

Mucin takes a look.

"No, it's boring."

"It's said that Ling Yichen will also attend. Ling Xiaohan has given this meeting to him this year."

"Really?"

Mucin is in a moment of interest. He gets up from the bed and says, "Dad, you won't cheat me, will you?"

"What do I lie to you for?"

"Then I will, then I will."

Mucin climbs out of bed excitedly, then opens the wardrobe, starts to choose the dress.

"Why don't you give up on that kid? They are all going to get married. What's more, they are still looking for is childhood childhood childhood. When they fall in love with each other, you are not born. You have lost in the starting line, so don't struggle. Otherwise, dad will find you a better one. This summit will come to business tycoons from all over the world. You must see it."

"I don't want it."

Mucin carefully selected the dress, but none of them were satisfied.

"When is the party? I'll get someone to make a dress."

Mucin runs out of the room with emotion.

"Hello, you girl..."

Mubei can't stop Muxin, who is in the dream of tomorrow's banquet.

"Ah, my infatuated girl, who will inherit it?"

"Isn't it inherited from you?"

Song Lingyue suddenly appeared at the door of the room and answered Mu Bei's words.

"Shouldn't it be inherited from you? Your infatuation for your brother song Qian is no less than my infatuation for Qianchen. "

Mubei connects the words back.

"My brother is dead. Who am I infatuated with? It's you. Ji Qianchen is going to be a grandmother. Do you still miss her

Song Lingyue's words have thorns in them. He seems to want to fight with Mubei again.

"I just can't forget her. What's wrong? We agreed at the beginning that we would not interfere with each other. "

"I didn't want to interfere with you. I just think you spoiled your daughter. Now I have the right to take care of it. "

"I'm going to take her to the party to meet more men."

"I'll take care of her life, so you don't have to worry about it."

Song Lingyue said a few words and left the room.

Mubei's face was muddled. He didn't seem to provoke this woman today. How could he be so angry.