Han Yunting took the cigarette box from his hand, "there's nothing to prepare."

Qiao Qing choked for a moment by his words, thin lips micro hook, "you are confident, but don't take it too lightly, after all, the other side is the British aristocracy, different from our Li city."

Han Yunting chuckled and sipped his cigarette. "Don't worry, I have a good idea."

Smell this, Qiao Qing then Shan Shan ground shut up.

He and Han Yunting are not very familiar with each other, and they don't know much about his words and behavior. This sudden visit to London is full of eccentricity.

Although an an told him some details, no one knew what Han Yunting was going to do when he went to London.

After smoking outside the car, they got on one after another.

It's about five hours' drive from Paris to London.

Although Leng Shutong didn't say much, she was always uneasy.

Han Yunting holds her hand very naturally. They exchange a few words occasionally, but Leng Shutong seems absent-minded most of the time.

……

4 p.m., Parton apartments, London.

Leng Shutong feels vaguely that the car has stopped. She opens her eyes and looks out of the window. When she sees the apartment, she suddenly wakes up.

"Not to your studio?"

Patton apartment is an industry controlled by the field family.

Han Yunting shook his head slightly, led her out of the car, "catch up all the way, first rest, studio can go tomorrow!"

Leng Shutong forced down his uneasiness and followed him into the lobby.

Behind him, Han yun'an and Qiao Qing walk side by side. Looking at the figure in front, Han yun'an's mouth is slightly raised, and his eyes are filled with emotion.

With Leng Shutong's company, Xiaoting is more and more like a normal man!

When they walked into the elevator of the European style apartment, Leng Shutong saw Han Yunan take out the door card and asked in surprise, "sister Vivian, do you have any property here?"

Han yun'an stood at the entrance of the elevator and looked back with a smile, "when we cooperated at that time, the management of your family gave me a set!"

Cold Shu Tong clearly nodded, glanced at Han Yunting, red lips wriggling, want to talk and stop.

When they walked out of the elevator on the 13th floor, Leng Shutong flashed vaguely and said in Han Yunting's ear, "I want to go downstairs to buy something. You go first. I'll come up in a moment."

Han Yunting glared at her and promised, "I'll go with you."

"No, no, I'll be back soon!" Leng Shutong's abnormal behavior immediately aroused Han Yunting's suspicion.

He raised his hand to help the next frame, nothing to say, watching Leng Shutong run into the elevator figure, microsecond to squint.

"Xiao Ting, why don't you come and have a look?" Han yun'an and Qiao Qing look at each other and then suggest.

Without saying a word, Han Yunting stares at the floor number of the elevator. He acutely finds that the elevator stops on the eighth floor and does not continue to go down.

He pressed the elevator and said to Han yun'an, "I'll be there soon!"

"Well, you've been to the apartment here. After you find her, come up together and protect her."

Han Yunting let out a "um", stepped into the elevator again, descended to the eighth floor, stepped out of the elevator and walked along the corridor.

The design style of the European style apartment floors here is circular. Han Yunting walks around the corner gently. In a twinkling of an eye, he sees Leng Shutong's small figure, bending over the front door of an apartment and constantly swiping his card.

He slowed down to approach, and then heard her saying to himself, "it's really hard to open..."