Ahern shrugged his shoulders and asked curiously, "it's rare to see you care so much for a lover."
Ye Zimo knocks on the photo to remind Ahern to come back to his senses. The clear words make Ahern smile: "she is not a lover."
Xia Yihan comes to a room with the housekeeper. Several foreign women come up in a hurry and chatter, taking Xia Yihan to another room.
Full of British court dress, Xia Yihan said inconceivably: "do I want to wear these?"
The servants nodded and surrounded Xia Yihan to the wardrobe. Three or four servants kept holding the skirts in the cabinet for Xia Yihan to choose. The other two servants took care of Xia Yihan's hair. Another servant brought a chest wrapping and a whale bone hanger.
In the living room, Ahern released the shadow of Ye Zimo on the projector, who is not a stranger. "Kiu, the biggest Mafia leader in Italy, is said to have disappeared for a long time. Some people say that the person in power is not him, but someone else."
Ye Zimo asked in a deep voice, "how can I find him?"
Ahern shrugged. "As an English gentleman, I don't like the crude aesthetic style of Italy, but it's said that Kiu likes jewelry very much. You can try your luck there."
The housekeeper gently walked up to Ahern. Ahern walked towards the door with bright eyes and praised Xia Yihan who was wearing the traditional British aristocratic dress: "Yihan, you are like the most beautiful rose in England. Damn it, I must draw your beauty."
Sitting on the sofa, ye Zimo didn't move, but his eyes were dim and bright. The complex white ripples divided the skirt into layers, and the extremely thin waist and legs were matched with Xia Yihan's excellent facial features. His hair was slightly combed, revealing his bright forehead.
"It's beautiful." Ye Zimo nodded and said.
Xia Yihan shy to avoid the scene, two people do not hide the appreciation, want to walk a few steps, forget the British skirt is too long, left foot on the right foot, crooked to the front ramp.
"Yihan." Ahern is in a hurry and wants to stretch out his hand. In front of him, a black figure flashed by and quickly fished out Xia Yihan's waist.
With a click, Ahern took a picture of them with the camera in his hand. "It's so fast. It seems that Zimo's Chinese Kung Fu is stronger." Ahern praised.
Ye Zimo drags Xia Yihan's hand and walks down the aisle. Ahern looks at Ye Zimo's back and says seriously, "Zi Mo, Xiao Chun knows you've come back."
Ye Zimo's back stopped and did not stop "where to go?" Xia Yihan was strangled and gasped to keep up with him.
"I don't mind if you want to go out in this suit."
Wearing some loose clothes, Xia Yihan pulled back the clothes that had been hanging over his shoulders.
"I'm sorry, we'll inform the designer to come and customize the clothes for Miss Xia immediately." The housekeeper said apologetically.
"No more." Ye Zimo takes Xia Yihan to the Rome shopping center. Xia Yihan holds the clothes on his shoulders and keeps up with him.
On the revolving stairs, Xia Yihan looks at the beautiful building with wide eyes. Ye Zimo, who had been standing relaxed, suddenly put his arms around Xia Yihan's shoulder and whispered in Xia Yihan's ear, "you go to buy clothes first, and I'll be back soon."
Xia Yihan raises his hand to grasp Ye Zimo and asks clearly. The clothes on his shoulder slide down and he quickly pulls them back. In a blink of an eye, ye Zimo strides towards the exit.
Xia Yihan walks up to the second floor alone, but ye Zimo is not there. Xia Yihan suddenly has no idea of shopping, so he chooses a Chinese clothing store and goes in.
The shop assistant introduced the suitable chips for Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan picked up a dress and crossed his hands: "I want this dress."
"Miss Zhang, this lady saw this dress first." The shop assistant came forward in a hurry.
"Paul, you see, I want this dress!" The woman turned her head and spoiled the man beside her.
The shop assistant pulled Xia Yihan aside and said in a low voice, "Miss, this young lady's character is not easy to deal with. The man who is with him has something to do with the Mafia. I think you'd better give way."
Xia Yihan turned around and looked at the man, with small blue eyes, yellow hair because of too much glue, and protruding stomach.
"What are you looking at?" The woman stood in front of the man and said with disdain, "I've seen a lot of people like you who want to be rich. Don't hit him."
Although Xia Yihan hated the arrogance of women, he didn't want to embarrass the shop assistants. He put down his clothes in the grateful eyes of the shop assistants: "I won't buy them."
The woman with clothes into the fitting room, Xia Yihan just walked out of the store, the man just came up from behind: "you are very beautiful."
The man stretched out his hand to touch Xia Yihan's face. Xia Yihan avoided using English and said in an angry voice, "please respect yourself, sir."
With a strange smile, the man took out a handful of money from his wallet, just like giving it to Xia Yihan: "if you stay with me for one night, all the money will be yours.""What are you doing?" The woman who should have appeared in the fitting room rushed to Xia Yihan with her clothes and yelled: "you are a woman who is too shameless. You want to see a man."
People around began to see people here frequently. Xia Yihan threw away the man's hand holding the money, grabbed the woman's clothes and took out a gold card from her bag: "I want this dress."
The woman saw the gold card in Xia Yihan's hand brightened, then disdained to say: "maybe it's in exchange for a beautiful face."
Xia Yihan is patient: "I'm Xia Yihan, the designer of fashion jewelry brand. The ring you are wearing is designed by me. Besides, with my current income, I can still afford this skirt."
The woman's face turns blue and white, subconsciously hiding her favorite gem ring behind her. The man with small eyes began to pull the woman: "forget it, let's go to another house."
"No! I'll pay ten times the price for this dress. You are a woman who depends on men. " The woman also took out a gold card from her bag.
"I wish she would take care of me." There was a low voice outside the door. The woman turned her head and her eyes could not help sticking to each other.
Perfect skeleton, black casual suit, casual set on the body, not inferior to foreigners' deep facial features. Ye Zimo took out his gold card and put it on the cash register: "except for the clothes selected by the lady just now, they are all wrapped up."
The woman's face turns blue and white. The clothes here are just like her. It took a long time for the man to come with him.
"Baby, let's go." The man whispered.
"Go away, look at your bear!" The woman angrily cut Xia Yihan one eye, hate to go out.
Put on comfortable dress, Xia Yihan and ye Zimo go downstairs, next to a sweet voice called: "brother Zimo."
Xia Yihan looks up in surprise. Not far away, a Chinese girl in pink dress looks at them sweetly and runs up to encircle Ye Zimo's arm.
"Xiaochun, don't make trouble." Ye Zimo quietly pulls out his arm.
Call small pure girl flat flat mouth, bean big eyes fell down: "Zi Mo elder brother, how can you so fierce, I don't have this elder sister good-looking, you must like a new lover."
Xiao Chun's cry is getting louder and louder. It seems that Xia Yihan has a headache. Subconsciously, he grabs Ye Zimo's arm and hands it to Xiao Chun: "here, don't cry."
Xia Yihan just wants to comfort Xiaochun. Ye Zimo turns his head and looks at Xia Yihan strangely. He never breaks free again and lets Xiaochun pull him.
Standing in front of the car door, Xiaochun has a tendency to cry: "brother Zimo, where are you going? Why can't I go?"
Ye Zimo is anxious in the heart, subconscious tone some heavy: "don't make trouble."
Xia Yihan looked at Xiaochun's grievance and burst into tears. He had to say, "don't cry."
Ye Zimo takes out his mobile phone and calls Ahern. He pulls Xia Yihan's hand and shoves it into the car.
"She's just a child." Xia Yihan looks in the rearview mirror.
Shoulder was vigorously twisted back, ye Zimo went up to gnaw, low roar: "Xia Yihan, do you have me in the end?"
Xia Yihan touched the bitten lips: "I'm just coaxing a child."
"Will a child climb into my bed in the middle of the night? Would a child play with a bunch of mafias? " Ye Zimo roared and looked out of the window, leaving Xia Yihan alone.
The car stops at the huge transparent building. Xia Yihan gets out of the car and sweeps around. Next to the building, there is a luxury car that can't be named. He can't help laughing bitterly. Since he met Ye Zimo, he really saw too many things different from the previous world.
Ye Zimo stretched out his hand to drag Xia Yihan and said in a low voice: "no matter what you do, you can't leave my sight, you know?"
Xia Yihan nodded. Ye Zimo's face was slightly better. After a few steps, he came back and yanked Xia Yihan's hand in his hand. Then he walked towards the gate.
There is an endless stream of people coming and going in the huge Gothic architecture. Xia Yihan follows Ye Zimo closely. People constantly look up at Xia Yihan, and even praise him.
As they walked along the long corridor, the light was getting dimmer and dimmer, and from behind a gate came the voice of Xie Xie Suo.
The waiter leads Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan to the second floor. Unlike the noisy atmosphere on the first floor, the second floor is quieter and has a better view.
Xia Yihan picks up the list on the table, looks at a drink followed by several zeros, and can't help sticking out his tongue.
Dim lights focused on the center of the stage, "welcome to today's jewelry auction, today we will auction Caesar's personal goods in the era of navigation, customers who like can't miss it."
Ye Zimo's eyes were not placed in the center of the stage, but staring around until they were placed on another man, occupying the largest box. The man seemed to unconsciously knock on the gem on his crutch.
Xia Yihan followed Ye Zimo's eyes and said in surprise, "isn't that Kiu's dead son?"Ye Zimo doesn't seem to care about nodding, and finally put his eyes back on the stage. The man who had been straight looked at Xia Yihan quietly.