A black low-key luxury car drove towards the wealthy area.

The houses on both sides of the street passing by the window are all Ottoman-style buildings with a very unique style.

The five to seven-story white rock-sand composite building has rectangular windows with stone frame edges and typical classical-style wrought iron balconies, which appear elegant and luxurious in the halo of street lamps.

The black car drove for about twenty minutes and stopped outside a large iron gate of a mansion. A hidden sensor scanned the license plate, and after successful authentication, the iron gate slowly opened automatically.

The car lights swept across the house number on the wall, and a string of numbers and the name of the mansion written in French were faintly visible on the house number.

The general meaning of the translation is -

3976, Qiu Shui Jia Yuan.

The car continued driving in for another five or six minutes before arriving.

The owner's return brought the entire mansion, which had been silent for a long time, back to life.

The street lights along the low steps are all lit up, and the gurgling water in the fountain flows down around the hand-crafted sculpture building in the middle. From a distance, the entire mansion looks like a castle emitting a mysterious halo.

Shi Yan and Sheng Yuan got out of the car.

The driver nodded slightly and drove away.

Shi Yan took Sheng Yuan's hand and led her inside. The house was brightly lit and quiet. There was no one inside, but everything was spotless, obviously having been cleaned regularly.

The flight from Beijing to France took nearly ten hours, and the two had dinner on the plane.

Shi Yan glanced at the time, turned around and asked Sheng Yuan, "Are you hungry?"

Sheng Yuan thought for a moment and said, "A little bit."

He asked for her opinion, "Okay, how about tomato and egg noodles?"

Sheng Yuan nodded, "Okay."

Shi Yan brought Sheng Yuan to the living room, turned on the TV and tuned it to the domestic channel. The TV was probably a smart system. When the screen lit up, a cheerful voice came out from the speakers, "Master, welcome home~"

Shi Yan put the remote control in Sheng Yuan's hand.

"It will be ready in a moment."

After saying that, he entered the kitchen. When he opened the refrigerator to take out the ingredients, the indicator light on the refrigerator door that looked like a pair of eyes lit up, and then a sentence sounded -

"Master, you are finally back~"

Sheng Yuan slowly looked around the living room.

A typical French decoration style adopts a relatively restrained theme color.

On the other wall is a marble carved fireplace with a carpet in front of it, facing a set of leather sofas in slightly cold colors.

Sheng Yuan equates the style of the house with Shi Yan.

After sitting in the living room for a while, she walked to the kitchen door and pushed it open through the glass. Shi Yan was adding noodles to the boiling pot, and there were chopped tomatoes on the chopping board next to him.

The room had central heating. Shi Yan wore a thin black sweater with his sleeves rolled up for convenience, revealing a pair of white arms with strong lines. His movements were skillful and smooth, and the way he lowered his eyelashes and paid attention to the noodles showed a hint of a quiet boyish look.

Noticing her out of the corner of his eye, Shi Yan turned around and told her gently, "Three minutes."

In fact, it was very fast, but because he didn't want to keep Sheng Yuan waiting, he unconsciously sped up.

Three minutes later.

Shi Yan brought two bowls of tomato and egg noodles to the dining table.

Sheng Yuan took the chopsticks, blew on them to cool them down, and took a bite.

Across the table, Shi Yan looked at her with some trepidation.

Sheng Yuan looked up and said, "It's delicious."

Shi Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them ate noodles quietly with their heads down. Shi Yan was not very hungry and spent most of the time looking at Sheng Yuan. He put a box of tissues next to Sheng Yuan.

"Thanks."

Sheng Yuan took out a card and wiped his mouth.

"You're welcome~"

A cheerful voice came from the tissue box beside her.

Thanks to Honey Fantasy Wife, Ji Da Ge, Jing Ying Liu Yun Wife for sending the monthly tickets