First Marriage, then love: wife, never divorce

Author: Joe Mai MACHINE TRANSLATION

Not long after, she saw a Chinese restaurant not far ahead at the corner.

It was a typical Chinese design, with wooden doors and windows. Not only were red lanterns and Chinese knots hung on the door, but the windows were also pasted with window flowers. From a distance, it gave people a kind feeling.

Although it was not far away, it was a street away from where she was now. Moreover, she had to wait until she crossed a main road before she could get there. It just so happened that the place where she crossed was an intersection.

There were many handsome men in France, and the French were more romantic. However, it was said that the French did not have long-term feelings, so if you met a handsome man in France, you must have a calm mind and not be easily moved Otherwise, the one who would be heartbroken would definitely be herself.

When the green light was on, she walked forward naturally. When she reached the middle, she saw the sign of the Chinese restaurant written in French and Chinese: Old Beijing restaurant.

She could not help but smile. Now, the earth was really a village. Even when the French opened a Chinese restaurant, they knew to use old Beijing instead of directly writing Beijing. The word "old" gave off a strong Chinese flavor.

There had always been many handsome men in France. Of course, it was not just the French, but also handsome men from all over the world. Yan Ru had encountered many along the way.

Just as she passed the traffic light and was about to walk toward the old Beijing restaurant, she suddenly saw two people walking out of the restaurant. One was a man and one was a woman. The man was obviously Asian, and his looks could be compared to Hong Kong's Zhou Ming.

She looked at the side of the handsome man. He was indeed very handsome, and it gave her an inexplicable sense of d��j�� Vu.

She was instinctively puzzled. She rarely interacted with outsiders, and the men she usually met were Pu Yongjun and Che Qixuan. However, rather than describing them as handsome, it would be better to describe them as freakish.

Just as she was puzzled, the handsome man led the beautiful woman towards her. Out of instinct, she made way for a tree nearby, and then saw the handsome man and the woman walking past her with their heads lowered, discussing something.

Yan Ru was completely stunned in an instant, as if she was in a place where no one was around. The surrounding sounds seemed to have disappeared in an instant, and only the couple walking past her was left.

She had thought about what it would be like if she met Zheng Yifan again a thousand times, but she had never thought of this situation at this moment

On the streets of Paris, at the entrance of an old Beijing restaurant, less than 50 meters away from the Old Beijing restaurant, Zheng Yifan appeared in her sight without warning, but passed by her shoulder!

Zheng Yifan was still the same as he remembered. His eyes were still clear and bright, but his gaze was no longer focused on her. Instead, he had been staring at the woman beside him.

That woman was not the Alicia she saw when she went to America to look for him five years ago. Instead, it was an Asian woman. She had black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin. She looked about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, and she walked together with Zheng Yifan The two of them looked very compatible.

She used to think that the earth was very big, and the chances of people meeting each other were very small. In fact, sometimes it was not easy to specifically look for someone, let alone meet them by chance.

It was just like when she was at Binhai five years ago, when Leng Leiting was looking for Xi Muxue. He could not find her, so he would get the wrong person twice and then find her.