Mo Shiqian had thought that Wen Yi was merely stirring trouble over the phone with Chi Huan, until he saw those three words—he then suddenly realized... Earlier, when Chi Huan mentioned she had arrived in Paris, he hadn't really felt it was real.
She had already given him one surprise without any notice; even if she were to do it again, she wouldn't do so without telling him.
This damned woman.
Mo Shiqian's words almost seethed through clenched teeth, "You brought her to Paris?"
"I also brought her to a meal to catch an affair," Wen Yi tilted her head and touched her ear, "She left just half a minute ago, you scared her off."
At that moment, Mo Shiqian wished he could tear this woman apart, but he didn't have the luxury of time. Pushing Wen Yi away, he strode out after Chi Huan.
