Widow Wen was lying at the head of the bed.

This has been more than a month.

She really relaxed and enjoyed life in France.

In the first half of the month, Xia Hanyan accompanied her to visit various attractions.

Xia Hanyan accompanied her to visit Notre Dame Cathedral, the Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, the Palace of Versailles, etc.

It must be said that France is not only a romantic city, but also has a long history and culture. Wherever you go, you can see a rich cultural heritage.

Widow Wen really likes it here!

If she hadn't still cared about the folk dance career in China, it would actually be a good idea to settle here.

Xia Hanyan went to discuss business in the afternoon, while Widow Wen was alone in her room, reading domestic news.

Ever since she downloaded Weibo, she would read some gossip every day.

There is a hot spot that broke out today.

Not surprisingly, she saw Jiang Ning's trending news.

On the rooftop, Jiang Ning was wearing a large striped hospital gown and threw herself into the man's arms. She seemed to be hugging him tightly. Because they were far apart, the expressions on their faces were blurred.

Widow Wen curled her lips and smiled slightly.

Seeing these again, she seemed to have no more troubles in her heart.

If it were the same before, it would definitely be heartbreaking and uncomfortable.

Now, he is very calm.

These are no longer any of her business.

During her time in France, her life had achieved unprecedented peace.

The only thing he was worried about was Wen Fanhai's body.

But after Wen Fanhai knew that he was not her biological daughter, he also said that he no longer wanted to see her...

That’s fine.

It will be good for her to be alone and worry-free from now on!

The door was knocked lightly three times.

As soon as she heard the polite knock on the door, Widow Wen knew that it was Xia Hanyan who was back.

During this time, Xia Hanyan lived in her cubicle. The distance was very close, so even if something happened, it was easy to call her.

But Xia Hanyan abides by etiquette very much. During the evening, as long as Widow Wen doesn't look for him, Xia Hanyan will basically not take the initiative to disturb her.

The widow opened the door.

The person standing outside the door was indeed Xia Hanyan.

"What's wrong?"

Xia Hanyan unexpectedly wore a formal suit.

Before, he always dressed very casually.

Today is so formal that I seem to be attending some kind of banquet.

Xia Hanyan's next words confirmed Widow Wen's guess.

"I'm invited to a cruise ship dinner tonight, do you want to join me?"

Xia Hanyan sent out an invitation.

The widow looked around: "Yes, yes, but I don't have an evening dress. Wouldn't it be too formal..."

"This is easy!"

France is also the capital of designer haute couture.

Xia Hanyan immediately took Widow Wen to a high-end luxury store to choose an evening dress. Widow Wen had a good figure and beautiful looks. She could wear any dress regardless of style.

Widow Wen chose a sky blue backless dress.

It has a collar in the front and a strapless back in the back.

She also has butterfly bones on her back, which are clear and fair. When she wears this sky blue dress, she looks like a blue butterfly.

As soon as he came out, Xia Hanyan was amazed!

Widow Wen held the hem of her skirt and twirled it in front of the mirror, "Is this okay?"

"I'm very considerate of you." Xia Hanyan praised sincerely, "It's beautiful. You look beautiful no matter what you wear."

Widow Wen took Xia Hanyan's arm and arrived at the cruise destination.

This luxury cruise ship is parked on the coast.

Once you get on board, you won't feel the deck shaking. It feels like walking on flat ground. All kinds of room equipment on the cruise ship are available.

"Will you be nervous?"

Widow Wen smiled lightly, "It's okay."

"If you feel uncomfortable or bored after a while, just tell me and we will leave immediately."

Widow Wen said yes.

She has nothing to do anyway, so she might as well come over and get to know her better.

The cruise dinner was very popular.

Almost all of them are blond and blue-eyed foreigners, business elites, talking eloquently in English.

Although Xia Hanyan is Chinese, he has outstanding abilities. As soon as he came in, many big foreign bosses took the initiative to talk to him.

"Mr. Xia, you are accompanied by a beautiful woman this time. Is this beautiful lady your girlfriend?"

Xia Hanyan smiled and answered in English, "I'm not my girlfriend yet, I'm currently pursuing her, and now she's my good friend."

Widow Wen can understand English.

Her cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly.

But she still pretended not to hear and continued to smile.

Foreign boss: "You seem to be a perfect match, so I wish you success as soon as possible!"

"Thanks!"

Xia Hanyan took Widow Wen for a brief walk around. There were many delicious desserts at the dinner, and Widow Wen almost took a bite if she liked them.

When she was dancing in China before, she was on a very strict diet and would try to avoid eating any delicious food she saw.

Or you may not be able to continue eating after taking a few bites.

Now that she gets the opportunity abroad, she will eat it hard!

Xia Hanyan introduced her to some of the tycoons coming to tonight's dinner.

Those who can come here are almost worth tens of billions.

Halfway through the banquet, a tall and straight figure strode in from outside!

That aura of not being angry and being proud.

Widow Wen recognized him instantly.

"...Is this Mr. Bo whom I met last time in the coffee shop?"

Xia Hanyan nodded, "He is also one of the main bosses tonight."

After Bo Shimu came in, he immediately saw the widow in the crowd!

This girl seems to have a magical power about her.

I can't help but let people see it.

Bo Shimu walked towards Widow Wen, his eyes burning.

"Hello!"

He stretched out his hand. Widow Wen was startled for a moment, and then she quickly extended her hand, "Hello, Mr. Bo. We meet again!"

"Do you remember me?" Bo Shimu pursed his lips tightly, so he looked cold.

"Last time I accidentally splashed Mr. Bo in the coffee shop... I think I still have to say sorry to Mr. Bo!"

"It's just a small thing, no need to apologize! If it's convenient, can we dance together?"

Bo Shimu stretched out his hand and fixed his eyes on Widow Wen.

The girl in front of me also has long chestnut hair like Asu.

I remember that at that time, when their relationship was at its best, Asu would lie in his arms at sunset, with his watery chestnut hair sloping down.

Like a smooth satin.
To be continued...