I'll call Yun Gu again in the evening. If he still can't get through, I'll have to go look for him where he lives during the day tomorrow.

Lan Mufei walked in the direction of the parking lot, and Feng Chen hurriedly followed her. There was no emotion in his voice, "When are you leaving?"

"tomorrow."

"So urgent?" Feng Chen frowned. They had been leaving Paris for less than two weeks. Are they afraid of what Mrs. Hong would do?

Lan Mufei glanced at him and said in a calm voice: "I came back just for Mr. Meili. Since he has left, there is no need for us to stay here."

Feng Chen didn't say anything, and walked with her not too far away in the direction of the parking lot. It just rained in Paris last night. There was moisture in the air at this moment, and there was also a faint fragrance on her body, which might be from the contaminated white roses.

Floral.

"I'm surprised that the Lan family will help you." He said suddenly when he was about to reach the car.

"I'm also surprised that you can become Madam Hong's chess piece." Lan Mufei replied calmly and turned around.

Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, his eyes looking at her became deeper and deeper.

A car drove up not far away and stopped on the side of the road. The person who got out of the car was Grace, who was wearing a bright coat and sunglasses. She got out of the car and looked at Fengchen.

Lan Mufei saw her frowning slightly and was extremely disgusted with her appearing in such a dress on such an occasion. She couldn't have known that today was Mr. Meili's funeral, but no one who knew how to be polite would not dress up in such a beautiful way.

He showed up in a very dressed-up manner, which was extremely disrespectful to the deceased.

Feng Chen walked towards Grace. Not far away, Louis Yingwu and Luo Ruochen said hello and strode towards this side.

Graceful eyes looked at Louis Yingqi who was walking towards Lan Mufei, her delicate eyebrows were slightly narrowed, and the light in her eyes flashed away.

Feng Chen followed her gaze and looked over...

Louis Yingqi let Lan Mufei get into the car and put his hand considerately on the top of her head to avoid being hit by her; the profile of the two people had the same softness and tacit understanding.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Let's go."

grace got into the car.

Louis Yingwu and Fengchen were not going in the same direction. The two cars were on the same road, passing each other in parallel, getting further and further apart.

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There was still a little sunshine in the morning, but in the evening the whole of Paris was shrouded in gloomy clouds, which seemed to be overwhelming.

Lan Mufei packed her clothes in the bedroom, leaving one set of clothes she would need for tomorrow, and folding the rest neatly and putting them in her suitcase.

Louis Yingqiu talked on the phone with Hang Hang who was far away in Shanghai, talking about the company.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Lan Mufei put down the clothes on hand to open the door. As soon as she left the room, Louis Yingwu waved to her and asked her to continue, then cut off the call and opened the door.

Lan Mufei didn't take it to heart, and turned back to pack her things. After she finished packing, she walked to the living room and saw him sitting on the sofa, holding a recorder that he didn't know where it came from tightly in his hand, and his face was gloomy and ugly.

Jun Ying was filled with a strong aura of hostility, his brows were furrowed, and the atmosphere was particularly solemn. Lan Mufei asked what was wrong, and he raised his head and stared at her with his deep eyes in a vague and complicated manner, but he pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Lan Mufei was flustered for no reason. She walked to him and sat down, reaching for the recorder in his hand. She intuitively told herself that all his strangeness came from this recorder.

Louis Ying's blue eyes turned scarlet, and the hand holding the recording pen was clenched into a fist, with bulging veins, and he could not hide his anger.

Lan Mufei pressed the play button...

"Would anyone be killed if this happened...I'm afraid...the count wouldn't let me go if he knew!"

"..."

"She lost a lot of blood... The child will definitely not be saved. She will die if we don't call the doctor... I did as you asked, and now her child has fallen and died... That's enough, I don't want to take another life."

"..."

"Miss Grace, immediately give me the promised five hundred thousand dollars, and I will leave Paris immediately and never come back..."

In the huge living room, only the intermittent voice of a woman full of fear came from the recorder, and there was also a faint and weak voice: "Save me... the child... save the child..."

As if Lan Mu Fei was in an ice cave, the recording pen suddenly fell to the ground with a "bang".

All sounds suddenly stopped in an instant.

——More silent than death.

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