Chapter 489

There is no pressure to switch from Chinese to French. Mu Jiutian's red lips dislike to spit out words that are even more standard than Laura's: "according to what you just said, I am a rude woman who is thirsty when I see a man, so I don't think it's wrong that I don't shake hands with you. You look down on me so much that you even scold me in French that I don't understand, I naturally have to cooperate with you to show the posture you want to see. What's wrong with me? My dear Miss Laura

Her eyes glanced sideways in the past, and her body exuded a condescending momentum. The noble from the inside to the outside made the smile of her red lips look light and cool. She switched the words back: "this is the explanation you want. Are you satisfied?"

Her face was in waves of embarrassment, and Laura's little hand was clenched by her side.

Who told her mujiutian couldn't speak French.

And the voice of mujiutian is not small at all, so the people who just heard the news now also understand what happened, and they cast strange eyes on Laura one after another.

In the end, Qi Ji came out and said, "I'm sorry, Miss mu, it's disturbing you and your friends. Please don't care."

"Thank you, but I care."

Nodding, she looked at the embarrassed little face opposite her, and Qi Ji, who wanted to say nothing. She turned around without hesitation. But when she was seated in the box, her face was calm as if nothing had happened. After ordering two courses, she handed the menu to elder on the right side: "I'll take those two courses, and you can order the rest."

ERD is not in any mood. He hands it to Lu Qing. His voice is very careful: "boss, are you ok?"

"Nothing." Mujiutian shakes her head. In fact, she doesn't pay attention to what happened just now. She just feels that something has been ignored by her, but she can't figure out what it is.

Seriously thinking for a while, my mind is still blank, but the food has been served.

She did not even think about it any more. She laughed at elder's concerned eyes and said, "look what I'm doing. Let's have a meal. It's not worth me to be angry for someone I've met once in my life."

"That's good."

The people on the table are relieved.

The box is airtight, so when they eat half of it, they begin to discuss the overseas investment competition three days later. Mujiutian puts sweet and sour tenderloin in her bowl. Listening to Qiao Xiaoyu's report, her delicate white face cools slightly. As she is about to speak, her mobile phone on the desk suddenly rings.

After looking at the caller ID, she apologized to everyone and walked out of the box: "Hello, are you back in the west district?"

Otherwise it won't be a local phone number.

Wayne Jesse's laughter on the other end of the phone was very light and restrained all the sharpness: "well, I went back to deal with something. It's not a big deal, but some private things were delayed. I came back last night and wanted to go back to the villa, but I was dragged by yalman and didn't go back. By the way, Bartley asked me to say hello to you for him. He also said that when you want to return to France, he promised to apply for a private flight to pick you up immediately. "

As soon as he opened his mouth, he said all he wanted to ask.

When he heard about Bartley, his hand holding his cell phone tightened in vain. He leaned half on the wall of the corridor, and could clearly feel the coolness spreading into his bones through his clothes which were not as thin as summer.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say. I stopped for half a minute.

The voice at the other end of the phone was calm and careful. She called her name tentatively: "Jiutian?"

"Nothing." Picking the corners of her lips, she took a deep breath. Her apricot eyes were thin and dense, and all of them were dark. The feeling of cold alienation spread all over her body was aggravated in a moment, and she suddenly said: "Wayne Jesse."

"I'm here."

He answered, then heard her voice light, creeping along the current, with an indescribable coolness: "don't tell me about the French Wayne family in the future, I am me, Bartley is not my father, you are not my brother, you have nothing to do with me. You have to be clear that you are the only heir to the Wayne family. I have no intention of marrying the Wayne family or inheriting the Wayne family, so please don't tempt me

"And if you continue to do so, I'm afraid it will cause your mother to be unhappy. My mother has passed away a long time ago. I don't want you to be estranged from your mother because of my affairs. Do you understand?"

Entangled for so many years, this is probably the first time that mujiutian talks about it calmly.

It's none of Bartley's business.

Bartley, no matter the name or the person, is a shadow that can't be mentioned in his life.At the other end of the phone, Wayne Jesse was in a daze for a moment. He made a low incantation voice. He was tired for many days, with a bit of dejected. He pressed his bony finger on his eyebrow: "my God, my wine is sweet. What are you talking about?"

Mujiutian leaned against the wall and quietly looked in the air: "you should be very clear about what I say."

"You mean my mother doesn't like you?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

No matter which woman, when seeing the product of her husband's infidelity, I'm afraid she can't keep an ordinary heart.

Even if this product is the result of compulsion, even if there is no emotional basis for mutual affection.

Mujiutian admits that even if it is her, I'm afraid she can't do better than Wayne Jesse's mother, agraia. As long as the other party doesn't come to take the interests that should belong to her, she doesn't stop her son from getting close to the other party, and her husband-in-law wants to recognize the other party.

But in the end, the premise is that the girl knows what she's interested in.

Mujiutian is going to be the girl who knows the truth.

Wayne Jesse immediately began to laugh, which was the kind of desperate laughter. Maybe this was the only time in his life that he lost his posture and was handsome and proud with mixed blood flavor: "Oh, my dear Jiutian, you really made a big mistake."

"Misunderstanding?"

I don't understand the sweet wine.

"You may not know that my mother, after knowing that Bartley's stupid deeds led to your existence, drove him out of the house for the first time and asked him to reflect and see if she could help make some younger brothers and sisters. And she also wants to see you and apologize to you in person, of course, to your mother. It's the fault of the Wayne family that has caused you all these years of pain. "

Wayne Jesse said every word very clearly and slowly, so that mujiutian could hear more clearly.

With that, the bottom of his eyes darkened: "but maybe Bartley didn't convey it clearly, or you really hate Bartley so much that you are angry with everyone. So you don't want to see my mother. She was very upset at that time, but she personally arranged a room for you at home. It's very big and sunny. She didn't know what color you like, so she used the pink and white that you girls all like. She said that you can go back to live if you have a chance, even for one night. "

Mujiutian's small hand, which fell on the side of his body, could not help shaking. Before closing his eyes, the bottom of his eyes exuded pure black: "Wayne Jesse, I don't believe in this world..."

"I know you may think that everything I said is made up. Why don't you come back to France with me? I'll show you the room prepared for you, Although my mother is French, she is a gentle woman. She wanted to have a girl before. She will like you. She also knows that your mother is innocent. She knows... "

"Your grandfather came to me."

Strangle Wayne Jesse in the middle of everything he wants to say.

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, he frowned: "did he look for you?"

"Well, klester Andre is a famous French designer and the main designer of my wedding dress when I got married, but I never thought he would be your grandfather."

Wayne Jesse only needs a moment to be able to guess how the old man with bad temper said too much to mujiutian. He may even hold a high status to her grievance. The bad posture of French aristocracy's self-identity is fully displayed in him.

Mu Jiutian opened his eyes, and the black and white apricot eyes flashed a mocking smile.

I don't know whether it's for the one they're discussing or for herself. Her voice is a little hoarse: "he and I have about five minutes of conversation. The discussion is about his identity and my marriage. Wayne Jesse, you should be able to guess what he said, so thank you for your kindness. Please follow my advice."

"No, the wine is sweet. My mother never listens to my grandfather. He has a bad temper. Not many people like him..."

"I don't want conflicts between you and your mother because of me. Is it OK between your mother and your grandfather?"

No matter how much the Wayne family wanted to make up for the debt, she was not prepared to accept it.

Entering a family, it will only be her who will not adapt, and it will only be her who will be wronged in the end.

Now she thinks it's a good life.

No matter what else Wayne Jesse wanted to say on the other end of the phone, mojitian hung up without hesitation and even put it on the blacklist before his next call came in.Back against the cold wall, if not afraid that this is the corridor, someone will pass by and see her helpless and lost appearance. She really wants to squat down and hold herself.

She doesn't cry, she just wants to hold herself.

Fingertips mercilessly into the palm, bite the corner of the lip, force can almost taste the bloody taste, that can not tell where the sour feeling is coming from, just like the needle into the heart, instantly numb her whole nerve, closed her eyes, the body is about to fall.

All of a sudden, there was a rude voice, with a familiar tone.