696: Chapter 0697: Louise [13th Update] 696: Chapter 0697: Louise [13th Update] The dinner on the plane was richer than dostically, offering Western and Chinese als, along with desserts and fruits.
Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting had dined at an airport Western restaurant earlier, so neither of them was hungry now.
“Whatever!”
Ye Qiu said.
“I’ll have a dessert fruit.”
Zhou Wenting said.
Wang Leshan placed a Chinese al and a dessert fruit in front of Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting, then pushed her cart towards the other passengers.
This Chinese al was like those boxed als but looked more refined.
It was probably prepared ahead of ti at the airport, rely heated on the plane, and then served directly to the passengers.
Ye Qiu picked up disposable chopsticks to eat the Chinese al in front of him, while Zhou Wenting tasted her dessert fruit.
About half an hour later, when the two flight attendants ca to collect the trash, Wang Leshan glanced at Ye Qiu a few tis as she passed by, but Ye Qiu did not look at her.
“Sir, would you like sothing to drink?”
“Coconut juice, please!”
Ye Qiu said.
After Wang Leshan left, it wasn’t long before a cup of coconut juice was really brought over.
Wang Leshan suddenly seed to be warr towards him than to other passengers, probably because of Ye Qiu’s recent treatnt of the old man.
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The plane traveled safely, and after about thirteen hours, it had safely entered Charles de Gaulle International Airport in France.
Zhou Wenting, like other passengers, had slept for most of the ti on the plane.
Looking at the ti, they had already arrived in France.
When the plane safely and smoothly landed at Charles de Gaulle International Airport, the two flight attendants ca to inform the passengers to prepare to disembark; Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting got up, gathering their backpacks and trolley cases.
In Jinling, it was the hottest season, but having just disembarked from the plane, even though it was after 1 PM and the sun was shining down, Ye Qiu did not feel hot.
Here, it indeed felt like early spring, with temperatures surely not higher than twenty-two degrees Celsius.
Coming down from the plane, Cao Ling and Mr.
Cao from first class wanted to express their thanks to Ye Qiu; unexpectedly, when they and their bodyguards disembarked, they could no longer see them.
Ye Qiu, pulling Zhou Wenting’s trolley case and carrying his own backpack, took Zhou Wenting’s hand in the midst of so many passengers and travelers at the airport.
Zhou Wenting did not reject or shake off Ye Qiu’s hand.
Perhaps because she had studied for many years in Europe, especially France, returning to Paris felt more familiar to her than Jinling.
Listening to the familiar French, English, and Spanish around her, Zhou Wenting could hear clearly, especially the French, which felt just like her own dialect.
“Wenting, where shall we go first?”
Ye Qiu asked.
“My university friend said he would co to pick us up.”
Zhou Wenting had attended high school in France, and university in Marseille, with most of her classmates being French.
This ti, it was at her university friend’s request, concerning the Earl who needed dical treatnt, that Zhou Wenting learned about his condition.
Of course, before this, Zhou Wenting had ntioned to her university classmate that she knew a friend, Ye Qiu, who had cured her father’s late-stage lung cancer back in Huaxia, making the cancer cells completely disappear.
“I’ll call her first to ask where she is waiting for us!”
The two found a place to stop, and Zhou Wenting took out her phone to call her university classmate.
A few seconds later, when the university classmate on the other end answered, Zhou Wenting quickly asked, “Louise, my friend and I have arrived at Charles de Gaulle International Airport, where are you?”
“Zhou, where are you?
I’ll co over to pick you both up!”
Louise on the other end said.
Zhou Wenting looked around at the signs, noticed a fountain nearby, and told Louise the location of the fountain, asking Zhou Wenting and Ye Qiu to wait there.
About ten minutes later, a slender young French woman with blonde white hair and blue eyes approached.
This young woman was Zhou Wenting’s university classmate, Louise.
“Louise.”
“Zhou.”
The two won greeted each other in French, and while they hugged, Louise stepped back from Zhou Wenting and turned her gaze to Ye Qiu.
To Louise, this young man appeared as a typical young male from Huaxia, but his attire and taste were rather ordinary.
However, Louise did not look at Ye Qiu with a superficial gaze; instead, she extended her right hand and greeted him, “Hello, my na is Louise.”
“My na is Ye Qiu.”
Louise knew a bit of simple Chinese, but she could not understand more complicated phrases.
Now, as Zhou Wenting and Ye Qiu followed Louise out of Charles de Gaulle International Airport, Ye Qiu noticed the Parisian sky was very blue, European architecture was everywhere, and it all seed to have a certain age to it.
The architecture in Paris was very different from the modern skyscrapers he had seen in East Sea.
However, Paris is renowned as one of the four major fashion capitals.
The “Soul Consciousness” had been there before, and now Ye Qiu was experiencing it firsthand.
When they stepped outside the airport, Louise did not lead them to take a taxi or drive the car she had arrived in.
All of France is about the size of one of Huaxia’s provinces, but it is very developed here, not only having nurous airports and a high-speed train system but also motorways.
Now Louise was taking Ye Qiu and Zhou Wenting to a big city in the south called Toulouse, and then from there to a smaller city before reaching the Earl’s place.
Ye Qiu found besides Louise’s tall figure, fairer skin, and beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes, she seed to be a noblewoman of distinguished lineage.
In Huaxia, there are often only nouveau riche, but not true nobility.
Because real nobility might only develop over at least three generations, whereas dostically, not even three generations – many can hardly maintain wealth beyond the second.
Thus there is no nobility in Huaxia, only nouveau riche.
However, in Europe, including France, there are families with thousands of years of history, naturally producing many nobles.
Zhou Wenting and Louise went to a train station near the airport and directly bought high-speed train tickets to the big city of Toulouse.
Then they sat there, chatting and laughing in French!
Louise thought Ye Qiu could not understand French, and Zhou Wentig thought the sa.
This ti, Zhou Wenting accompanied Ye Qiu mainly because she could translate for him, and it would be surprising if Ye Qiu understood French.
Ye Qiu occasionally glanced around the train station.
As the ti to check the tickets and board the train approached, it was much easier compared to Huaxia’s stations.
There weren’t many places to stop for checks; once you had a ticket, you could go directly through the checkpoint.
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