mean Si Ye Chen"Si Yechen is the world's richest person, known by everyone!Only he himself rarely shows his face, and the media has never published his photos......"You're saying that big shot is Mr...."Okay, you can go back now."

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Ouyan knows that Si Yecheng still has a few things to deal with in France, and today she has already made time to accompany him for a day without getting a good rest.

"Then get some rest, contact me anytime." Si Yechen's eyes were filled with reluctance. He lowered his head and lingered with her lips for a long while before softly saying, "I'll send you a message when you arrive."

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"Alright, be careful on the road and drive slowly." Ou Yan's gaze lingered on him unconsciously as she reminded him, "Be safe."

"I'd be concerned for me..." Si Yechen's eyes and brows were filled with satisfaction. He didn't expect that his long-standing liking would finally get a formal response.

After he left, several servants immediately surrounded Ou Yan, blocking her path.

"Miss Ou, I'm particularly curious to know, what is it like dating the famous Lord Si Yechen"

"How did you take him down Could you give us some details, satisfy our curiosity"

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"How could you make him so devoted to you... Sir, Mr. Si..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!

Perhaps they hadn't expected Si Yechen to return, so several servants hastily lowered their heads and retreated two steps.

Si Ye Chen didn't expect these servants to be so close to Ou Yan, nor did he expect the little girl to have a hint of kindness in her eyes when surrounded by them.

When I first met her, she rarely showed such a soft side. No matter what, she always had a cold and indifferent look on her face.

Has Xiaoya changed, or did he just not understand her before

"Suddenly, I remembered there was one more gift I hadn't given you." Si Yechen took out a small box from his coat pocket.

Several servants secretly glanced upwards. It was a square box, about the size of a palm. Could Mr. Si be proposinglittle bit of profit, she would want Auntie dead...""That's how it is." Ou Yan was carrying too many things in her hands, so she could only send him a voice message. "You can live better than me, but...