Tang Di thrust his lips hard. If you wake up, you will catch your wife back so that you will not be a bachelor.

"Dear passengers, the flight to France is about to take off..."

Listening to the sound of the plane taking off from the radio, Tang Di couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Mr. Mo Er, please stop the plane quickly and never let your wife go."

Mo Jingchen shook his head calmly: "Secretary General Tang, you know that I listen to my elder brother the most. As long as he speaks, I will definitely do it. Hi, brother, wake up, otherwise your wife will really leave!"

Tang Di also cheered on the side: "Your Excellency, wake up soon, or your wife will really leave. You, wake up, wake up..."

"Brother wakes up..."

"Your Excellency, wake up..."

“…”

...

The plane crossed half of the earth.

The plane Gu Xinfei finally arrived in France.

In her first week in France, she searched all the children's welfare homes.

One person took the list of children's welfare homes that he asked from the embassy and visited and asked one by one.

I'm going out early and coming back late, I'm afraid I'll walk more roads this week than she walks a year.

Her feet had already been blisters. Every night, she stayed alone in the hotel and scalded her feet with hot water. The pain made her twitch all over and tears flowed.

But when she saw the little boy in the photo, she tried her best to hold it back.

Except for the days when she got off the plane, she chatted with Qingtian and never went to WeChat again.

Just as I was thinking of opening WeChat to find Qingtian, I received a text message from the bank.

The bank card balance is only 30,000.

For 30,000 yuan, except for the money for staying in the hotel, living expenses and transportation expenses, you can only barely stay for three days.

Originally, she had 100,000 yuan in her bank card, but she didn't expect that she had used 70,000 yuan in just one week after she came to France.

She couldn't have been waiting for the alimony for Mo Yesheng.

It seems that when I go to the remaining two welfare homes tomorrow, I need to work and save some money.

After thinking about it, she clicked on WeChat, found the WeChat name of Qingtian Doll, and wrote a WeChat message.

【Hi sunny day, it should be morning in China now, good morning. It’s evening here, I’m going to sleep after soaking my feet.

She exited the chat dialog box and was about to close WeChat.

Thinking that I only have Qingtian on WeChat, it would be better to let my mood vent.

It's a little obscure, nothing should appear on sunny days.

She clicked on the album and uploaded the photos she had passed by a flower shop today, and attached a paragraph of text.

[No matter how beautiful the flowers bloom, there will always be a time when they wither, and no matter how smooth the flowers go, there will be a time when they end up]

In fact, to put it bluntly, she is just poor!

"Oh..." She sighed quietly, turned off her phone and went to bed.

People always need ejaculation, otherwise they will easily suffer from depression.

These days, there has been no news of the baby, and she can feel that her depression seems to be getting worse and worse.

Fortunately, she had photos of her baby with her, so she came to France overnight and fell asleep with her baby's photos.

She didn't dare to think about anything else, especially Mo Yesheng.

She was afraid that she would burst into tears and would think of him crazy.

...

At 7:30 in the morning, she got up on time and saw the WeChat reply from Qingtian: [Beautiful Concubine, are you okay there? What does your circle of friends mean? Is there something wrong with you?]

While having breakfast, she replied to the sunny text message: [It's okay. I'm fine here, you're worried about me. I'm going to go out to find a job later. I'll come back to chat with you in the evening.]
Chapter completed!