~.< Shuhaige >-~Meng Zidan's actions are undoubtedly telling Lin Zixian that I am living a good life. You have French women and I have French men, no worse than you.

She carefully observed Lin Zixian's reaction, but to her disappointment, she did not see any sad expression on Lin Zixian's face.

Lin Zixian choked for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and stood up and smiled, "Don't disturb you, talk, Serena, let's go."

Serena looked at Balk with pity and shook her head, followed Lin Zixian and left.

After the two left the coffee shop, Lin Zixian stopped at the door of Balk's flower shop. Serena thought Lin Zixian was very sad and asked tentatively: "I am a woman, I can see that she still cares about you. Do I want me to go back and explain to her, and there should be a chance to save her."

"No, I will explain to her myself." Lin Zixian smiled and said, "It seems that I need to understand her social relationship in Paris. You can find a way to investigate it for me. I think the "Three Musketeers of Paris" won't even have this ability, right?"

Although he arranged this matter today, he reminded him that it would be difficult to get close to others without understanding them.

Serena was speechless, not knowing when he would let her go, but she dared not refuse to agree and nodded in difficulty.

In the coffee shop, looking at Lin Zixian's departure back, Meng Zidan felt lost, let go of Balk's hand, sat on the chair with some weakness, and handed the flowers back to him, "Balke, thank you for your flowers."

Balk put the flower in front of her and smiled bitterly: "Fanni, I think you misunderstood. The flower was not given to you by me, but the gentleman just now."

Meng Zidan looked up at him in shock. Balk pointed to the seat where Lin Zixian had just sat and explained: "I'm sorry, you didn't give me a chance to say it. In fact, it was the flowers that the gentleman paid to buy just now, so I gave them the flowers to see his eyes."

Mengzidan instantly petrolated. Balk was sorry for spreading his hands and turned around and left quickly. He hoped that the gentleman could keep the promise and give him a thousand euros. Although the beauty made him moved, he knew he couldn't eat it, so it was still a realistic point of 1,000 euros.

After gradually reacting, Meng Zidan's face turned red and white. She suddenly covered her face with her hands and moaned, and she was so ashamed that she found that she was so embarrassed in front of Lin Zixian. Now she wanted to find a piece of tofu to kill her head.

After Balk returned to the flower shop, he found Lin Zixian as promised and quickly explained: "What you should know is that this is a misunderstanding. She and I are just neighbors."

Lin Zixian took out his wallet with a smile. He pointed out a thousand euros (-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Wu. The fastest update.), then picked up the paper and pen on the counter and wrote down his contact number, and handed it to him along with the money and said: "Mr. Balk, if you find any useful information about Fanny, you can contact me at any time, and I will pay you a reward."

"Of course, I'm happy to serve you." Balk smiled with the money: "I think you must be caring for her and have no malicious intentions towards her."

Lin Zixian smiled without saying a word and turned away. Serena looked surprised. Unexpectedly, the two met...

As night fell, the lights came on, Meng Zidan dispersed her hair and walked out of the coffee shop with her bag on her back. She left the pedestrian street and came to a bicycle parking space, and pushed her own car out of a row of bicycles. Because environmental protection is encouraged, the parking spaces here are public and free.

Meng Zidan, who was riding a bicycle, was a little distracted. After three days, Lin Zixian never appeared again, which made her breathless and a little sad.

I rode all the way to the University of Paris, and the bicycle shuttled through the campus, stopped downstairs of the teaching building, placed the bicycle, and went upstairs with my bag on my back.

Her life is very regular now. She pedals a bicycle every morning to learn about the customs and customs of the city. She works in the coffee shop in the afternoon, comes to class in the evening, and then goes to the store to help after class. After checking out, close the store and then goes back to the apartment to rest.

Every day, she will not continue to run a small coffee shop like this. Everything she does now is to prepare for the company she is about to set up. Starting a business in a foreign country, first integrating into this city is the prerequisite.

She is not going to return to China, so she is going to live here.

Not long after I arrived at the classroom, I found that the classmate who had been sitting beside me moved to the back row. I was just thinking that someone came in from the door of the classroom. Meng Zidan was stunned after just one look, why did he feel a little familiar?

The man was wearing a pair of flat glasses, his hair was shiny, his not-too-long hair was combed with a big back, and he was carrying a schoolbag, giving people the feeling of a nerd, and he was just sitting next to Mengzidan.

Perhaps it was because he noticed that Meng Zidan was looking at him. The man in glasses took off his glasses and turned around and smiled at her with a mouthful of white teeth.

Meng Zidan's face suddenly changed, and he immediately recognized that this person was no one else, Lin Zixian. This guy spoke very fluently in French, but he ran here to attend night school. His intention was obvious. Meng Zidan couldn't tell whether he was moved or angry, and suspected that this guy was following him.

Lin Zixian smiled, put on his flat glasses, and took out paper and textbooks from his schoolbag like a nerd.

After understanding Meng Zidan's routine, he resolutely decided to be a student. In order to sit next to Meng Zidan, he also spent a lot of money to bribe classmates who should have sat in this position and changed positions with others.

At this moment, Professor Hill, who was gentle and handsome, walked in, and Meng Zidan's scolding came to his mouth and swallowed it again.

Professor Hill walked to the podium and opened the folder. He took out a list, looked around everyone, his eyes fell on Lin Zixian, and said with a smile: "I heard that another new student has come tonight. Welcome everyone..." He looked at the name on the list and was stunned. He was a little sensitive to the name. He couldn't help but look up and looked at Lin Zixian again. His pupils shrank slightly, and he glanced at Mengzidan again, as if he understood something.

But he concealed it quickly and continued to smile: "Everyone welcomes Caesar."

Lin Zixian stood up and waved to the classmates and teachers silly and said, "I am Caesar, please take care of you in the future."

Everyone was applauding whether they were welcomed or not, and Professor Hill was no exception, except Meng Zidan, who had no expression on his face and did not respond.

After class started, Professor Hill talked on the podium, but Mr. Lin had no intention of listening to his farts. He was obviously distracted. He took a pen in his hand and wrote and painted on paper. He spent most of his time observing Mengzidan.

Today, Professor Hill's class was obviously not at its best and kept observing the surroundings. He was a little suspicious that Lin Zixian came here to attend classes not only for Meng Zidan, but also because he had other intentions. This guy is now the cardinal of the Holy See, and there will be no ambushing people from the Holy See around him, right?

Meng Zidan seemed to be listening carefully on the surface, but in fact she was also absent-minded and kept thinking about the embarrassment that day in front of Lin Zixian.

Suddenly a paper ball flew over, Meng Zidan was stunned and immediately looked at Lin Zixian, but found that Lin Zixian was looking seriously in front of him.

She gritted her teeth and opened the paper ball, and saw that the side portrait of her during class was drawn vividly. A strange feeling came to her heart. Meng Zidan was both angry and funny. She didn't expect that this guy was quite talented.

There is a line of words next to it: You look so beautiful when you study hard.

Meng Zidan immediately tore it into pieces and threw it into the drawer.

Not long after, Lin Zixian threw another piece of paper over. Meng Zidan opened it and saw that it said: If you want to learn French, you can find me! I can teach you a class alone. The time will be determined by you. There is no tuition fee, and you can pay it back.

Meng Zidan tore it off again, but he just won't go back.

Lin Zixian was not ready to give up, and threw the paper balls one by one, which was quite a bit persevering.

At the beginning, this guy would throw away Professor Hill when he turned around and wrote. When he was too impatient, he didn't take classroom discipline seriously at all. When Professor Hill was giving lectures to everyone, he was also secretly throwing paper balls openly.

The classmate sitting behind looked at the paper ball flying, looking at me, and I looked at you, speechless.

However, most of the students who can go to night school here are foreign students, and their families are not much better. Otherwise, they can’t go to any night school, just hire a private teacher. So they don’t have any background, and they are extremely cheap when they leave their hometown. Seeing this guy so arrogant, no one dares to say anything.

Professor Hill was also speechless, but he couldn't figure out the purpose of this guy and was always worried, so he didn't dare to say anything and let the guy do whatever he wanted.

In fact, he was already cursing in his heart, and he was so arrogant, so why would you throw a piece of paper? Just go over and speak directly. It seems that the Holy See is really going to decline, and such a scum can be awarded the title of Cardinal.

Meng Zidan noticed everyone's reaction and blushed. When she threw the paper ball over, she threw it directly into the drawer and didn't look at it at all. I hope that the guy would be more aware of it.

But Lin Zixian is happy and still throws his own.

The students were no longer interested in class, the professor was in a bad state, and some were using paper balls to attract everyone's attention, and even took a class. It was really a piece of mouse shit that ruined the soup.

But Mr. Lin still felt good, so he nestled in his seat and erected a textbook on the desk to block Professor Hill's view. In fact, he was blocking his own view, which was clearly covering up his ears.

Those who have never read books have no classroom experience.

After finally finishing the evening class, Professor Hill immediately announced that he had finished school, packed up the things on the podium and turned around. The people in the Holy See were too bullying!

Meng Zidan quickly packed the things and quickly left with his bag. He ran downstairs to catch up with Professor Hill and said, "Professor, do you have time to go to my coffee shop for a drink?"

Professor Hill's eyes lit up, and after looking around with caution, his eyes fell on Mengzidan's pretty face. His passion for Mengzidan finally defeated the uneasiness in his heart. He felt that he had not revealed his identity. Perhaps he was suspicious, so he nodded and smiled: "I am honored."

Lin Zixian, who walked downstairs, saw that the professor's eyes were almost green when he looked at Meng Zidan, and it was obviously the look of an old pervert! Is that so great? ~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~
Chapter completed!