Chapter 115 My name is Yibai

Soon, the French police arrived.

Jiang Ciyou does not speak French.

It was the boy in white who negotiated with the police in fluent French.

Then the police arrested Huangmao and Dirty Braid and took them away.

The boy in white ran towards Jiang Ciyou.

And at this moment.

Jiang Ciyou was sitting on a bench in the square.

One of her high heels had broken in two.

And my ankle is swollen.

Jiang Ciyou was kneading her ankle gently.

The boy in white saw it too.

I quickly walked over and asked with concern: "Sister, are you okay?"

Jiang Ci raised his head with a deliberately stern face: "If you hadn't been so brave, I would have been fine."

The boy's handsome face instantly turned red: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were so powerful."

In fact, the boy also knew it later.

She was squatting there tying her shoes, and actually she was waiting for the right moment to strike, no, to kick.

If he hadn't suddenly rushed over to her, she wouldn't have had time to retract her strength.

You won't sprain your ankle at all.

Jiang Ciyou looked at the boy's red cheeks and guilty expression, and suddenly smiled: "Boy, I was just teasing you."

"You stepped forward when you encountered danger. You reacted quickly, decisively, and courageously. It was great. I am very grateful for your help."

"And you looked so handsome when you rushed over!"

The boy in white's face was instantly filled with smiles.

He felt a little embarrassed by the compliment and ruffled his fluffy golden hair.

"I didn't think much about it at the time. I just thought that as a man, I couldn't watch two men bully a girl like you."

Jiang Ciyou laughed: "What's your name?"

"My name is eboni, my Chinese name is Yibai, what's your sister's name?"

Jiang Ciyou lifted her wavy hair and said, "My name is Yeo, my Chinese name is Jiang Ciyou. You look younger than me, so just call me sister."

"Sister, where do you live? I'll take you back."

Jiang Ci was worried about his swollen ankle, which made it inconvenient for him to walk and he needed someone to support him, so he didn't refuse.

"worLd hotel, thank you for your help."

Yi Bai's eyes lit up: "What a coincidence, I also live in worLd."

After he said this, Jiang Ciyou began to look at the boy again.

worLd is the only seven-star hotel in Paris.

It is not a place that ordinary people can stay in.

Even the most ordinary room here costs six figures per night.

Those who can live here are basically the richest people.

And the boy in front of me.

His clothes were very ordinary, just a simple white T-shirt.

A common sports brand in supermarkets.

Pants and shoes too.

Although he was wearing simple clothes, he looked very fresh and clean and comfortable.

It’s not that Jiang Ciyou judges people by their appearance.

Jiang Ciyou was just simply curious.

Yi Bai seemed to see through Jiang Ciyou's doubts. He pinched the hem of his white T-shirt and said, "I'm not some rich second-generation. I'm a resident singer in the sky bar there."

Jiang Ciyou smiled and said, "Fortunately, I don't want to make friends with the second generation of rich people."

Yi Bai was slightly stunned.

Then she said, "Sister means that we are friends."

"Of course."

Yi Bai stepped forward to support Jiang Ciyou and said, "Sister, do you hate rich second-generations?"

Jiang Ci thought for a moment and said, "No, it's just that there's someone I hate now who's a rich second-generation."

Bo Jinxiu's face appeared in Jiang Ciyou's mind.

Not to mention, he looks a bit like the boy in front of me.

Jiang Ciyou despised himself in his heart.

Could it be that I missed Bo Jinxiu so much that I met an Asian face in a foreign country and connected the two of us?

Soon, Jiang Ciyou returned to the hotel.

Yibai bought medicine for her.

After the application, Jiang Ciyou felt the pain was much less and estimated that the swelling would go away by tomorrow.

"Sister, I have a performance at twelve o'clock tonight. Do you want to come and watch?"

Jiang Ciyou waved his hands and said, "My sister is getting older and needs to have a beauty sleep at 10 o'clock. I'll go next time if I have the chance."

The memory is not forced.

After exchanging contact information with Jiang Ciyou, he left.

In fact, Jiang Ci was so worried that he hadn't slept at all.

It's just that she was too lazy to go out today.

The design competition is the day after tomorrow.

The venue is the Grand Palace.

The Grand Palace is only separated from worLd by a fashion street.

It only takes two steps to get there.

The next morning.

Jiang Ciyou received a message from eboni.

[Sister, is your foot feeling better? ]

Jiang Ciyou smiled.

The image of her calling me sister appeared in my mind.

He has fair skin, is thin, and very clean.

A pair of eyes were as clear as stars in the dark night, as if they were shining.

His hair is golden, fluffy and soft, making people want to ravage it.

When he smiles, his eyebrows and eyes are curved, and there is a small dimple on the left cheek, which makes him handsome and cute.

When he called "sister", his voice was very pleasant, with a hint of natural childishness, and as clear as a mountain breeze.

He is a very clean and cute boy.

Jiang Ciyou replied to the message.

[It's all right now]

The message came back quickly.

[I'm having breakfast in the restaurant, would you like to join me? ]

Jiang Ciyou did not hesitate.

【good】

Perhaps it is when you meet someone in a foreign country who speaks the same language and has the same complexion as you, that you feel a sense of mutual understanding and a sense of belonging as old friends.

Maybe this boy's smile is very healing.

Jiang Ciyou actually quite likes being with him.

After breakfast, Eboni took her to visit the Eiffel Tower and had coffee in a café beside the Seine River.

I went to a nearby art gallery to see an art exhibition and also attended a small concert.

Before I knew it, a day had passed.

Jiang Ciyou was in a good mood.

Finally, the two of them went back to the hotel restaurant to have dinner together.

Eboni was also very excited: "Sister, where do you want to go tomorrow?"

Jiang Ciyou smiled and said, "I don't have time tomorrow. I'm here to participate in the Paris Designer Competition."

When Yibai smiled, she showed a dimple on one side: "So my sister is a designer, no wonder she is so elegant."

"What about you?" Jiang Ciyou asked curiously while eating.

"I am an exchange student, a junior this year, but I am very poor, so I have to do a lot of part-time jobs to earn tuition and living expenses, such as singing in bars, tutoring Chinese people, and occasionally working as a model and actor."

Jiang Ciyou nodded, which was pretty much what she had guessed.

Jiang Ciyou said, "I will be returning to China after the designer competition. I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet. When you return to China one day, you can look for me and I'll treat you to a meal."

Yi Bai smiled adorably, "Okay, I will definitely go find my sister when the time comes."

Finish dinner.

Yi Bai suddenly said, "Sister, come and watch my show tonight. It starts at nine o'clock."

Jiang Ciyou was a little surprised: "Didn't you say twelve o'clock?"

In fact, Jiang Ciyou had originally planned to go to the rooftop bar tonight.

Yibai scratched his head and said, "The time has been changed. It will be nine o'clock from now on."