The little boy who had done something good crossed the crowd and ran a few steps into the roadside cafe.

The atmosphere in the cafe is very good, it is very close to the river, and there are pink roses on every table.

The woman sitting at the bar made coffee and placed it on the next table.

She spoke fluent F slang and had a few cordial conversations with the guests.

Seeing the little boy coming back, she walked over with a smile and rubbed the little boy's curly hair: "Lin Xikai, you went to the fountain again. Didn't I tell you not to run around?"

Lin Xikai sat on the sofa nearby, his legs naturally crossed, and he smiled unsteadily: "Mom, I gave the coins you gave me today to a very familiar uncle. He was very pitiful, and looked at

I want to make a wish in the wishing well, but I don’t have a single coin..."

The woman rubbed the little boy's curly hair happily: "You're so good, the little stone has grown up."

Li Hanxuan walked back to the fountain pool.

There are more and more people at the wishing pool.

They held the coins and couldn't wait to throw them into the wishing fountain.

Li Hanxuan looked at the coins in his hands, clasped his hands on his chest, closed his eyes and made his only wish.

Open your eyes and throw the coin into the wishing fountain.

When he saw the coin spinning around in the wishing well and finally landing in the center, a rare slight arc appeared on his face.

It seems that the cute little boy just now brought him luck.

The closer the coin is thrown into the wishing fountain to the center, the greater the hope that the wish will come true.

When he saw the sheep-like little boy for the first time, Li Hanxuan was a little stunned.

The little boy has a pair of clear and clean eyes, and his facial features look somewhat familiar.

If he wasn't on a strange street, he would really doubt that he should know the little boy's parents.

It doesn’t count as acquaintance, at least it should be familiar to the extent that they have met each other.

Li Hanxuan strolled around the streets of country F, bought some local snacks, and planned to go back to express his condolences to the designers who had worked hard to prepare for the fashion week.

As a result, the people headed by Li Meng and Yang Fan did not return to the hotel until late at night.

If these people don't go back to the hotel to recover from jet lag, I'm afraid they will be sleepy and groggy on the day of the fashion week.

Li Hanxuan made a cup of coffee and walked to the sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down.

There was a rare faint smile on his delicate face. He took a sip of coffee and picked up his iPad on the back of the lazy chair and sofa.

His slender fingers tapped on the screen a few times.

All the designers and clothes from Fashion Week are scrolling on the screen.

It wasn't until the Hanfu suit appeared in front of him that Li Hanxuan pressed the pause button.

You can see this gi tomorrow

a designer.

Yang Fan gently opened the door of Li Hanxuan's room, walked around and finally found the stunned Li Hanxuan in front of the French window.

He walked over softly and coughed a few times to try to attract Li Hanxuan's attention: "Mr. Li, Li Meng bought a box of macarons and asked me to bring them to you."

Looking at the box handed over by Yang Fan, Li Hanxuan frowned slightly.

He doesn't like sweet things.

Although he didn't like it, Li Hanxuan still reached out and took the box from Yang Fan.

The delicately arranged macarons in the box reminded him of Lin Yiran.


Chapter completed!