The Devil President is a Baddy!

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Downstairs, Leng Xichen was sitting on the sofa, holding an urgent piece delivered by Wang Minggang in his hand, and was looking attentively. Li Sulan and Zhao Meixiang were sitting on the sofa on the other side, as if they were talking.

"Mom, you have to take care of your own body. If there is any situation, let Feng Deming inform Dr. Li to come and show you, don't take it hard." Zhao Meixiang told her before leaving.

"You can go home without worrying, don't worry about me." Li Sulan's spirit looks good today.

Hey, is Mrs. Leng going back to France too?

Hearing their conversation, Su Yihan thought to himself. Think about it too. Why is it that a wife is not present when her husband celebrates her birthday.

But in this way, she was even more happy. Zhao Meixiang had never given her a good face. If she returned to France, she would be happy.

"Xiaohan, are you up?" Li Sulan saw her coming downstairs and looked at her with a smile.

"What time is it, before actually getting up." Zhao Meixiang said ecstatically.

"Meixiang, why are you here again?" Li Sulan said awkwardly, and then explained to her, "It was because I was pulling Xiaohan too late last night and delayed her sleep, so I got up late. Something. "

Granny Angel, you will definitely live for a hundred years! Su Yihan felt that she was her own patron saint.

Where is Su Yihan so good, let her protect her so much? Zhao Meixiang couldn't understand it.

But no matter how she talked to her, it was useless. The son would fly back to France to stay for some time. When they were separated, she would find a way to match her son with Song Ziye.

This is a new move she thought after the last plan failure. It is said that distance produces not beauty, but Xiaosan. She fully believes in this sentence, so she feels that her plan will definitely succeed.

"Xichen, it's not too early, let's go to the airport." Su Yihan was treated as transparent, she said aloud to her son.

Walk slowly without sending. Su Yihan was anxious that they could leave earlier.

"Master, I have packed up Miss Su's luggage." Xiaoqin the maid said, and put a suitcase down the stairs.

Why did you pack up her luggage? Su Yihan recognized that it was indeed her suitcase, and was puzzled. Of course she would not be optimistic that he was going to let her go.

"Xichen, are you going to let her go back to France with us?" Zhao Meixiang asked her doubts.

"Yes." Leng Xichen was busy with the urgent document in his hand, closed the computer and looked up.

Let her go to France with them? NO! She doesn't want it! Su Yihan only felt a dull thunder explode above his head.

"Aside from taking this way to take her back to the injustices and unreasonable, she does not have a passport, how to board the plane?" Zhao Meixiang said. Yesterday, she sent someone to investigate and knew that Su Yihan had never obtained a passport, so she came up with this trick. It happened to be her husband's birthday, and she urgently asked her son to return to France with her. In this way, even if the son wanted to take her, she was too late to take care of her.

Follow the procedures.

Yes, she doesn't have a passport! Reminded by her words, Su Yihan remembered this important thing. It seemed that she didn't have to worry anymore. She didn't believe that his power was so great that she would be allowed to board the plane without a passport.

"Then don't need a passport." Leng Xichen replied.

"Without a passport, what do you mean?" Zhao Meixiang didn't understand the meaning of his son's words.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside.

What sound?

Several people looked out, their voices grew louder, but they saw nothing.

"It's time to go." Leng Xichen said, then stood up and walked to the gate.

What is it? Su Yihan followed the others curiously and walked out.

But when she walked to the door and saw the noise maker outside, her entire chin was dislocated. She finally understood the meaning of Leng Xichen's phrase "no passport", because he called a private plane directly!

The plane descended slowly over the garden and rolled up a huge wind, blowing everything around it from left to right, and finally landed steadily on the open ground. Last night, after Leng Xichen went to the study with her mother, both of them were very secretive and did not mention the matter of the hotel this morning. , He agreed at once. He knew why his mother mentioned this,

There must be a reason for Su Yihan not to go, so he sent someone to investigate her passport, and as expected, she did not handle it all the time, so she bought an emergency.

Don't bring her to play like this? He even thought of taking a private jet ... Su Yihan's face began to twitch.

On the side, Zhao Meixiang was obviously not less injured than her.

"You send the luggage up first." Leng Xichen directed the servant to move the three people's luggage to the plane.

"Yes, young master." The servant responded and carried the luggage as he ordered.

"Wait, why should I go to France? I'm not going!" Su Yihan said, dragging his suitcase.

"I'm not asking for your opinion." Leng Xichen didn't mean to seek her opinion at all.

This guy ... is really masculine enough.

It looked like he had no room for negotiation at all. What should she do now to dispel his desire to let her go to France?

Her brain was running at high speed, and her eyes passed through Leng Xichen, which fixed her body on Li Sulan.

Have!

"I can't go. I want to stay with my grandma. If grandma is here alone, how lonely!"

Although the guy is very selfish, he is at least filial to his grandmother. As long as Li Sulan does not let her go, he will definitely compromise.

"I'm fine, Xiaohan, you can go with Xichen at ease. It doesn't matter if you play there for a few more days." Li Sulan didn't understand her at all.

Grandma Angel? Su Yihan felt that her last hope was shattered by her.

"Take Miss Su's luggage." Leng Xichen walked over, broke her hand holding the suitcase, and said to the servant standing beside.

After a while, all three people's luggage moved on the plane.

"Master, everything is ready." Feng Deming came over.

"Good." Leng Xichen answered.

Although Zhao Meixiang was very hot in her heart, she knew that since her son had driven the private jet, no matter how she stopped, the son would also take the woman, so she endured the anger and got on the plane first.

"I won't go, I won't die!" Su Yihan said, trying to hide back into the room. He went back to celebrate his father's birthday. What was she going to do?

"You must not go away!" Leng Xichen hugged her waist and put her on the plane.

"Grandma, save me!" Su Yihan was lying on the window, patting the glass and telling the people outside as the plane had left the ground and rose slowly.

Li Sulan stood below and waved at her with a smile.

She didn't admit her life until the plane flew into the air. It seems she has to go on this trip to France.

She thought sadly, and then put her eyes back on the plane in front of her. I have to admit that sometimes money is really a good thing, such as Leng Xichen's plane.

She used to sit in economy class a few times while traveling in China. She only had one seat, but her buttocks would hurt for a long time. But the private plane in front of her was simply a five-star hotel.

In addition to the super-large and super-soft bed, there is also a shower room, a study ... well, she really does not understand the world of the rich.

Because she was still avoiding Leng Xichen, and she had no common language with Zhao Meixiang, she hurriedly joined the plane, found a bed, and laid down to act as a sleeping beauty.

The plane flew for ten hours and they arrived in Provence, France in the afternoon of local time.

Along the way, Su Yihan had been lying down, but she only fell asleep intermittently a few times, and the time was very short, so when she arrived at this destination, she only felt very sleepy.

The Leng family has an oversized manor in France. There is also a medieval castle building in the manor, which is elegant and elegant.

The plane landed on the open ground in the manor.

Wow, is this a real castle?

When Su Yihan saw the magnificent building in front of him through the aircraft glass, he couldn't help expressing emotion.

"Welcome Madam! Welcome young master!" As soon as a few people got off the plane, the servants stood neatly in two rows and welcomed them.

"Master, the old man is waiting for you in the study. When he asks you to come back, he goes directly to the study to see him." A servant stepped forward and said to him.

"Okay, you sent someone to settle her." Leng Xichen said while walking, pointing at Su Yihan's direction, and then went straight to the direction of the old castle.

"Okay, young master." The maid nodded toward his back.

That guy seems to be born with a golden spoon in it! How much does it cost for such a large manor!

Su Yihan has not recovered from the visual shock in front of him.

"This lady, please follow me." The maid approached her and said politely to her.

"Oh, okay." Su Yihan recovered, and there were no more Leng Xichen and Zhao Meixiang in front of him.

Followed the maid into a room on the corner of the second floor of the castle. Along the way, she looked around this mysterious castle, as if she was in a dream country.

The ancient castle looked magnificent from afar, and it felt more magnificent when you walked inside. All the decoration in the old castle is in the style of medieval European style, the materials are exquisite but not publicized, revealing a low-key luxury.

The maid gave Su Yihan the luggage and moved it back into the room.

Because she didn't sleep much on the way to her home, according to domestic time, it was almost eleven o'clock at night. She yawned, briefly visited the room, opened the suitcase and took pajamas to the bathroom. "Miss Su, Master please invite you to his room." Su Yihan just came out after taking a shower and was about to go to bed. The maid knocked on the door and came to her and said to her.