822: Chapter 822 [Nicholas Zhao Si] 822: Chapter 822 [Nicholas Zhao Si] “Damn it!”

Ye Chenfeng angrily spat out.

This was a great opportunity slipping through his fingers; how could Ye Chenfeng not be angry?

Who exactly was controlling the Literary Demon?

Was the same person who erased his consciousness sending him to kill him?

In an instant, Ye Chenfeng fell into deep thought.

When he left, he took two things from the Literary Demon.

Silently lighting a cigarette, Ye Chenfeng frowned and left.

Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing didn’t go directly to borrow from someone but waited for Ye Chenfeng not far away.

“Did you finish catching up so quickly?

Don’t tell me you owe him money?

I bet it’s a few million!” Lu Wanqing blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously.

Ye Chenfeng laughed, “I don’t have a few million in money, but I do have a few million, even tens of millions and billions of descendants.

Want to meet them tonight?”

“Huh?”

Lu Wanqing was stunned at first, then reacted, her face turning crimson with embarrassment, almost bleeding.

“Get lost!

You pervert!” Lu Wanqing swung her purse at him.

Chu Qingxue also showed some shyness and persuaded, “Wanqing, stop.

Fred and the others are still waiting.”

“I’ll deal with you later!” Lu Wanqing puffed her cheeks in anger, which didn’t scare Ye Chenfeng at all but made her look even cuter.

“I’ll be waiting!” Ye Chenfeng chuckled.

“Beautiful Miss Chu, Miss Lu, welcome to Paris, France!” Fred, dressed elegantly, held his left hand behind his back, and with his right hand, he took off his hat and greeted them gentlemanly.

Chu Qingxue smiled, “Dear Mr.

Fred, you should call me Samantha.”

“…and call me Diana.”

“Alright, Miss Samantha, Miss Diana!” Fred nodded, his face full of joy.

Ye Chenfeng was dumbfounded.

Where did these foreign names come from all of a sudden?

“Damn, you guys even have foreign names?” Ye Chenfeng asked in shock.

“Of course, we used these names when we studied abroad!” Lu Wanqing gave Ye Chenfeng a proud look.

Ye Chenfeng slightly opened his mouth, “Impressive!

So, what does your foreign name Diana mean?”

Lu Wanqing glared at Ye Chenfeng, “Diana!

It means the Moon Goddess!”

“Pfft!”

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but laugh, staring at Lu Wanqing, “You?

A Moon Goddess?”

“What’s wrong?” Lu Wanqing’s face darkened, her gaze sharp as knives constantly slicing through Ye Chenfeng’s face.

“What about Xue’xue?” Ye Chenfeng continued to ask.

“Samantha means listener!” Lu Wanqing explained.

Ye Chenfeng nodded thoughtfully, “Xue’xue’s name suits her better!

Although it’s not a perfect fit either, since she’s so strong-willed.

But it’s much better than yours, which doesn’t fit at all.”

“What do you mean, Ye Chenfeng?” Lu Wanqing suddenly raised her voice.

The raised voice immediately drew the attention of Chu Qingxue, Fred, and his assistants.

Feeling awkward, Lu Wanqing suppressed her anger and smiled apologetically.

“And who is this gentleman?” Fred looked towards Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng thought for a moment.

Since Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing both have English names, he couldn’t fall behind!

With a glint in his eye, Ye Chenfeng extended his hand proactively, “Honorable Mr.

Fred, I’m Nicholas-Zhao Si!

Thank you for your warm welcome!”

Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing exchanged glances, a few black lines appearing on their foreheads, looking speechless.

Fred was slightly taken aback, but then warmly shook Ye Chenfeng’s hand, “Mr.

Nicholas, welcome to Paris!”

Then, several cars left the airport.

“Are Mr.

Fred and the others here?” Chu Qingxue asked.

“Miss Samantha, they arrived a day earlier.

They’re probably at the Eiffel Tower now,” Fred answered.

Chu Qingxue nodded, “I see.

Mr.

Fred, just let us meet up, preferably tonight!”

“Alright, I’ll have someone contact them right away!”

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng and Lu Wanqing were both admiring the beautiful night view along the Seine River.

“By the Seine, left bank’s café…”

Ye Chenfeng subconsciously hummed Zhou’s new song, attracting Lu Wanqing’s attention.

“Have you lived in France before?”

Lu Wanqing asked curiously.

Just after getting off the plane, he had friends greeting him, and now he recognized the Seine River instantly.

This made Lu Wanqing very curious.

“Kiss me and I’ll tell you!” Ye Chenfeng said.

“Get lost!

Don’t even think about it!” Lu Wanqing snapped.

Ye Chenfeng raised an eyebrow, “Principal Lu must be ladylike and reserved.

This is France; people here value etiquette a lot.

You’re acting like a shrew…”

“Who are you calling a shre…” Lu Wanqing was about to shout when she saw Chu Qingxue and the others looking over, so she had to hold back.

Ye Chenfeng couldn’t be more pleased, looking at Lu Wanqing with a smug expression.

“Hey, Mr.

Fred, we rarely get to travel; at least arrange for a nice hotel.

I’ve never stayed in a presidential suite before!” Ye Chenfeng rubbed his hands and looked at Fred.

Chu Qingxue glared at Ye Chenfeng.

In Macau, whether at the Li Family or the Ximen Family, their accommodations were no less than a hotel’s presidential suite.

Fred smiled, “Mr.

Nicholas, of course.

I’ve specially arranged for you to stay at L Hotel on Art Street, just a block away from Ladurée.”

After speaking, a proud look appeared on Fred’s face, as if he was very pleased with his arrangements.

“What’s Ladurée?” Ye Chenfeng asked curiously.

“Ladurée, one of the world’s top three macaron brands!” Lu Wanqing gave Ye Chenfeng a proud glance.

Ye Chenfeng nodded, “Oh, and what’s a macaron?”

Lu Wanqing: “…”

Just as she was about to explain, she saw a mischievous smile on Ye Chenfeng’s lips.

Lu Wanqing instantly realized he was teasing her.

How could someone so familiar with Paris not know?

“You…”

Lu Wanqing gritted her teeth in anger, wishing she could take a bite out of Ye Chenfeng.

L Hotel exuded a Bohemian vibe, making people feel very homely.

Many commented that staying at this hotel gave them a strong sense of home.

The rooms were spacious suites, so Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing shared one.

“Well, since the room is so big, why don’t the three of us share one?

It’d be a waste to get me a separate room!” Ye Chenfeng looked hopeful.

“Don’t even think about it!”

After resting for a while at the hotel, Fred found Chu Qingxue and said he had made contact; they could set off now.