My Waste Husband

Chapter 485

The Ji family became the first ancient kungfu family in China, just based on its own strength.

Even in Paris, the hotels owned by the Ji family were well-known by people in Paris.

The hotel was located by the Seine River. Staying in this hotel provided people with beautiful enjoyment, whether it was in the facilities of the hotel or in the scenery outside the hotel.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the Ji family's special car drove many representatives of the ancient kungfu families to the hotel. Once they got out of the hotel, they could go sailing on the Seine River. Along the Seine River they would pass next to the most magical iron tower in the world, so many people boarded on the boat as soon as they got to the hotel.

Tonight in Paris, everyone was free to carry out their activities and enjoy romantic Paris. Tomorrow morning, everyone would gather together.

Sylvia also wanted to go by on the boat. This romantic place was the dream of many women, but she invited Milan to have dinner with her at night.

Sylvia walked out of the hotel and saw Henry standing in front of the hotel.

Sylvia didn't say a word to Henry. She called a car, and drove to Champs Elysees.

The French royal residence was located at the east end of Champs Elysees, covering an area of more than 10,000 square meters. It was located in the most lively centre of the city, with a quiet garden of more than 20,000 square meters on its back. Its main building was a two-story European classical stone building, elegant and solemn. There were two symmetrical two-story stone buildings on both sides, and in the middle of was a spacious rectangular courtyard.

In the palace, there were thirty-nine bedrooms of different sizes. At the back of the palace, there was a quiet and beautiful garden.

The place where Milan worked was here. When people arrived here, they would find that the security had suddenly become very strict. In some places, only powerful people could enter.

When Sylvia came here, she had a feeling that she got lost. She could only send a message to Milan.

Milan told Sylvia that she had already noticed the security. She told Sylvia to go into the palace directly. She had to finish the last two dishes.

Sylvia knew that Milan was cooking delicacies for the French royal family, so she didn't want to delay her work.

But when she came here, Sylvia found that she couldn't find the entrance to the royal palace at all. She wanted to ask people, but she couldn't speak in French.

She glanced at Megan. Megan also shook her head, indicating that she did not know French, which made Sylvia particularly embarrassed.

Just as Sylvia was thinking of finding a random place to wait, Henry suddenly came over, walked to a person, and talked to him in French fluently.

The other party also enthusiastically responded to Henry and pointed in one direction.

After chatting for a while, Henry nodded to the other party to show his gratitude.

Sylvia had already known that Henry could speak French. Now seeing that Henry talked so skillfully with others, Sylvia felt a knot in her heart.

Seeing that Henry was about to walk, Sylvia hurried forward and shouted at Henry, "Stop!"

Henry turned his head and gave Sylvia a wry smile. "Honey, I didn't follow you."

"Don't call me honey!" Sylvia blushed and asked, "What did you say to that person just now?"

"Asked for directions." Henry shrugged his shoulders. "I've made an appointment with Milan to meet with her. So I had to ask for directions."

"You!" Sylvia yelled. This person absolutely knew that she was here to look for Milan. He said these words on purpose.

"What's wrong?" Henry asked with a puzzled look.

"Nothing." Sylvia held her chest with both hands and turned her head away.

Henry looked at Sylvia's appearance and felt funny. He didn't say anything more and stepped forward.

As soon as Sylvia saw Henry leaving, she hurried to follow him with Megan.

After walking for about ten minutes, Sylvia saw the entrance of the royal palace, which made her happy. She quickly speeded up and walked in front of Henry. Walking in front of Henry, she strode toward the gate of the royal palace.

Four soldiers in red armour stood straight at the gate of the royal palace.

Henry watched Sylvia striding towards the gate of the royal house. He covered his forehead and thought, "My wife is so cute. Can she go into the royal palace like this?"

Sure enough, when Sylvia just walked to the door, she was stopped by four soldiers. Four steel guns were crossed in front of Sylvia. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

"Ahem!" Henry walked to the door and coughed deliberately. Then he took out a badge from his pocket, shook it in his hand and put it away.

When the four guards saw the badge Henry took out, they immediately put away the guns and saluted in unison.

Sylvia didn't see Henry's small movement behind her. She thought that the four soldiers had received the notice from Milan. She thanked them in French and strode into the royal palace.

Henry nodded at the four guards and walked in.

The royal residence was definitely one of the most luxurious places in Paris. All buildings were full of French charm, which made people want to take photos as a reminder that they had been here..

"Sylvia!" A crisp and happy female voice sounded from not far away.

Sylvia looked in the direction of the voice and saw that Milan was running over with joy on her face. She was still wearing the chef's uniform.

"This is the first time I've seen chef Milan's working uniform. It's very beautiful." Sylvia looked up and down at Milan.

When Milan saw Henry, her eyes moved slightly unnaturally. She grabbed Sylvia's tender hand and said, "Sylvia, why did you suddenly come to France? Why didn't you inform me in advance?"

"It was a temporary decision. I'm here to do something." Sylvia didn't know how to explain it to Milan, so she could only say this.

Milan laughed loudly and said, "No matter what, you belong to me tonight anyway. Come on, I'll take you to have a big meal first, and then show you around. There are a lot of fun places in Paris. By the way, is this your friend?"

In the end, Milan's eyes fell on Megan.

Sylvia nodded. "This is Megan Su. We came together."

"Hello, Miss Milan." Megan nodded to Milan.

"Okay, come, come," Milan said while waving her hand.

With Milan leading the way, Sylvia finally didn't have to look for directions like a headless fly.

Milan directly led Sylvia and the other two to the place where she lived.

Here, Milan had her own independent bedroom.

Although it was called a bedroom, in fact, it was as well-equipped as a small apartment in China. It was fully furnished, including a cloakroom.

"Milan, where is your friend?" Sylvia asked strangely.

"Oh, you mean Nico? She asked for leave and went home," Milan said casually and went to the cloakroom to change into new clothes.

In this royal palace, there was a special reception room, so Milan led Sylvia and the other two people to the banquet hall.