831: Chapter 831 [Qingliu Yiye Appears] 831: Chapter 831 [Qingliu Yiye Appears] “Today we stroll along the Champs-Elysees and fly to Milan in the evening!” Chu Qingxue said breezily.

After all, this piece of information was a big weight on her mind, especially after Chu Qingfei was taken away last time, it became her constant worry.

Now that the burden was sent away, she felt completely relieved.

Lu Wanqing glanced at Ye Chenfeng and leisurely said, “Ye scoundrel, aren’t you very familiar with France?

Today, you shall take Qingxue and me around.”

Ye Chenfeng saw the mischievous spark in Lu Wanqing’s eyes and said, “Principal Lu, are you planning to bleed me dry?”

Lu Wanqing simply raised her head and said rather domineeringly, “Yes, I’m going to bleed you dry.

Are you scared?”

Ye Chenfeng put on a pitiful look, “I don’t have as much money as you guys.

You must have a lot of money after finishing the project, unlike me, I’m just a poor guy.

If you don’t believe me, come and feel.” Ye Chenfeng even pushed his body forward on purpose.

Lu Wanqing gave him a fierce look and said, “Stop pretending!

Only a ghost would touch you!

Anyway, I don’t care, today, Qingxue and I are not bringing any money, everything’s on you.”

Ye Chenfeng realized the women were determined to bleed him dry, so he smiled and said, “Alright, alright, I’ll take care of everything today and get you guys a free lunch.”

Chu Qingxue had a smile on the corner of her mouth; she was very curious about the free lunch Ye Chenfeng mentioned.

When the cool trio of Ye Chenfeng, two women and one man, appeared on the Champs-Elysees, they immediately caught everyone’s attention.

After all, such a combination is rarely seen abroad.

Two incredibly beautiful women from Divine Land inevitably caused a sensation on the Champs-Elysees.

Some photography enthusiasts couldn’t help but turn their cameras away from the Champs-Elysees and focus on Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing.

Both beauties were used to the big stage and were not shy at all.

Especially Lu Wanqing, who even posed for others to take pictures.

The Champs-Elysees is considered by the French to be the most beautiful street in the world.

Coming here without taking a selfie would definitely be regrettable.

Upon arrival, Ye Chenfeng immediately took out his phone and stood behind Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing.

“Come on, girls, give me a smile!”

Before Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing could react, they heard a “click” sound, and Ye Chenfeng already had a selfie.

In the photo frame, the two peerless beauties had cute and dumbfounded expressions, while Ye Chenfeng had a mischievous look, making the photo rather amusing.

If it were any other man, this selfie would probably be a bragging right for a lifetime.

“What are you doing?” Lu Wanqing said discontentedly.

Ye Chengfeng raised his eyebrows triumphantly, “Giving you a chance to take a selfie with the handsome me.”

“Pah, I don’t care at all.

It’s you who wants to take a selfie with me, right?” Lu Wanqing glared at Ye Chenfeng fiercely.

“Hehe, you figured it out.” Ye Chenfeng laughed merrily.

Lu Wanqing reached out her hand, making Ye Chenfeng stunned, and quickly held Lu Wanqing’s small hand.

“What are you doing?”

Lu Wanqing screamed and recoiled like she was electrocuted, looking at Ye Chenfeng with a guarded expression.

“What?

Doesn’t reaching out mean you want me to hold your hand?” Ye Chenfeng asked in surprise.

Lu Wanqing gritted her teeth, “No, I meant taking a photo with me means you have to pay.”

“Oh, I see,” Ye Chenfeng looked like he suddenly understood, “It’s my fault for reacting too fast, I thought you wanted me to hold your hand.”

“Bastard!” Lu Wanqing swore.

Ye Chenfeng chuckled awkwardly, “Don’t be mad, I’ll treat you to a meal later!”

“Hmph!”

Lu Wanqing snorted coldly.

“Aren’t you guys buying clothes, perfume, or something?” As they walked, Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but ask.

It seemed other women came shopping just to buy, buy, buy, especially at such a luxury destination.

But Chu Qingxue and Lu Wanqing only looked around without buying anything.

Lu Wanqing rolled her eyes at him, “What’s there to buy?

I have a whole pile at home that I haven’t even worn yet!”

Ye Chenfeng: “…”

“Oh well, you missed a chance to bleed me dry!” Ye Chenfeng crossed his arms and laughed.

Sure enough, Lu Wanqing showed a look of sudden realization, “Qingxue, let’s go…”

“No chance, you already said you have a pile at home that you haven’t worn yet!”

Ye Chenfeng walked forward smugly.

“I…

You stingy man!” Lu Wanqing gritted her teeth in anger.

If it weren’t for Ye Chenfeng’s reminder, she would have completely forgotten about it.

Ye Chenfeng was walking ahead when he suddenly saw an eastern-looking face, refined and dignified, walking with a certain rhythm, exuding a sense of beauty, and a natural aristocratic air that set him apart from others.

The handsome man was smiling at him and silently walking towards him.

Ye Chenfeng was puzzled; he didn’t know this person at all.

Seeing his affectionate eyes and smiling face, Ye Chenfeng couldn’t help but get goosebumps.

Could this guy have a problem with his sexual orientation?

As he walked directly towards him, Ye Chenfeng secretly made up his mind that if this guy had any ill intentions, he’d punch him and make his nose bleed.

“Gah!”

But in the end, Ye Chenfeng found out he was overthinking it.

The man walked right past him, totally ignoring him.

Then Ye Chenfeng noticed the man’s target was actually Chu Qingxue!

“Miss Qingxue, I’ve finally met you again, it’s my honor!” The man said very gracefully, without making any moves such as kissing the back of her hand.

Ye Chenfeng turned back to see what was going on.

“Qingliu Yiye, what are you doing here?

This isn’t a coincidence, is it?” A hint of doubt flashed in Chu Qingxue’s eyes.

Qingliu Yiye nodded, “That’s right, Miss Qingxue, this is no coincidence.

I’m also here for Milan Fashion Week, and when I heard you were in Paris, I came immediately!”

Qingliu Yiye was quite honest, directly saying he came to find Chu Qingxue, instead of talking about fate or coincidence.

“Are little devils really this tall?

Could he be a ‘mixed blood’?” Ye Chenfeng guessed, stroking his chin.

The word “mixed blood” was elongated, as if hinting at something.

“Miss Lu, you are as beautiful as an angel!” Qingliu Yiye also complimented Lu Wanqing.

“Thank you!”

Lu Wanqing smiled faintly and glanced at Ye Chenfeng, with eyes that seemed to say, “See, men can be different, why is the gap so big?”

“Hey, let’s go, time to eat, I’m hungry!” Seeing Qingliu Yiye and Chu Qingxue chatting happily, Ye Chenfeng barged in, grabbed Chu Qingxue’s hand, and wanted to leave.

Qingliu Yiye smiled and said, “Mr.

Ye, don’t rush.

I have reserved a place at Place de la Concorde.

Please, join us.”