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Reading the drawing of Lady Lillian's work, Hai Xiaomin also deeply agreed with Ling Yao's eyes. Although she felt a little sorry for his old classmate, but honestly speaking, even as an amateur, she could tell the difference between a top international designer and a normal designer.

"Mr. Nudge's wife has a very special kind of beauty. She has the gentle temperament of a typical oriental woman, but she also has other things mixed within her. The feeling she gives me is like a budding red rose. The sparkling dewdrops kiss her delicate petals, making one look forward to her beauty when she blooms!"

Lady Lillian looked at Hai Xiaomin, her smiling eyes were filled with appreciation of beauty, as she sighed with emotion.

The French had so deeply burned romance that they had even turned speech into an art, so Lady Lillian praised Hai in a slightly exaggerated way.

Having received such praise for the first time, Hai Xiaoming felt flattered, "Lady Lillian, you are too kind."

"My lady and mister both possess outstanding appearances. I really look forward to seeing my work add a bit of brilliance to your work!" Lady Lillian raised her slender neck and smiled at the couple.

"I believe Lady Lillian will be very happy to cooperate with us."

Lady Lillian smiled and said, "Don't worry. The two of you have inspired me. Next, we will discuss the details. The bride and groom, do they have any needs for the wedding dress?"

Lady Lillian was a very friendly and amiable person, and it had been a pleasant afternoon with her. When she was measuring them, Lillian noticed that there was a pink scar on Hai Xiaomin's wrist. Although it was light in color, it was not shallow due to the length and width of the wound.

"This is …" She hesitantly looked at Hai Xiaomin.

"Eh …" Hai Xiao Min was wearing a long sleeve today, so the wound that had just healed on her arm was covered. Since the scar on her wrist was unremarkable, she didn't care too much about it. She didn't expect it to be noticed by Lady Lillian.

Seeing this scar, Ling Yao's eyes slightly trembled. That shallow scar reminded him of his memories.

Seeing the two of them fall into silence, Lillian immediately realized something and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was just casually asking. If it's not convenient to answer, I don't have to take this question to heart."

"No." Ling Yao's thin lips slightly parted, "It's not something that's hard to say. On the contrary, it's a witness to our love …"

He looked into Hai Xiao Min's eyes and the corner of his mouth curved in a nostalgic smile. Hai Xiao Min opened his mouth and subconsciously didn't want him to mention it again, but when the words reached his mouth, she swallowed them back.

It had been a long time, and so much more had happened in that time that she should not have been so limited to the entanglement of gratitude and sacrifice as she had been then.

Ling Yao told Lady Lillian the story of the two of them falling into the sea and being trapped on a deserted island. When he told her about Hai Xiaomin cutting his wrist to let him live and feed him blood, Lady Lillian covered her mouth in shock, so moved that she started crying.

"Lady Lillian, are you all right?" At the end of Ling Yao's story, Hai Xiaomin kindly brought a tissue for Lillian. Everyone said that art people were very emotional, and the woman in front of him was a typical romantic person.

"Thank you, I'm fine, I didn't expect …" "This is too surprising, to have such a tragic and magnificent experience in love, and the person involved is right in front of me!" Taking the tissue to wipe her tears, Lady Lillian smiled with red eyes, "Being able to come together is a gift from God. There is no doubt that you will love each other until you grow old."

"Thank you for your blessings!" Hai Xiao Min was grateful.

After dinner, the two of them agreed on a time to look at the first draft before bidding each other farewell and leaving.

After returning to the hotel, Hai Xiaoming laid down on the bed. She didn't want to move anymore, but Ling Shang pulled him up and dragged him out of the hotel.

What?

Of course it was to watch the night scenery!

Hai Xiaomin said last night that she wanted to see the night scene, so of course he had to satisfy her little wish.

From the Champs-Elysées to the Eiffel Tower, the two of them blended into the crowd of tourists, watching and taking pictures as they walked, playing to their heart's content until the latter half of the night, and then revisiting the place they had swam the night before. After all, day and night were two completely different scenery.

After three days in Paris, they were escorted by bodyguards to the Aegean Sea in Greece.

Similarly, the Aegean Sea is a romantic destination, with blue seas and fine white sand that seem to have been given a different meaning after recalling the events of being trapped on a desert island.

The shore of the Aegean Sea easily reminded them of the white sandbar surrounded by seawater, but this place was very different from the deserted island. The white houses on the cliffs were filled with a holy aura, and the hotel they stayed in at night was on it.

However, Hai Xiao Min and Ling Yao seemed to have different concerns about the honeymoon. One was focused on the honeymoon while the other was focused on the trip.

Hai Xiaomin was enjoying the beautiful exotic scenery along the way. Wherever she went, she would eat, drink and have fun. And in Ling Yao's eyes, the naked Hai Xiaomin seemed to be more pleasing to the eyes than these scenery!

In the past few days, both of them had relaxed their bodies and minds, Hai Xiaomin always wore all kinds of beautiful dresses, dressed up beautifully, and was lively and lively in front of him, laughing and talking sweetly. Little did they know, her charming and enchanting eyes, and her sweet and beautiful laughter, would unconsciously move his mind!

Therefore, Ling Yao also abandoned his usual image of a male god from the forbidden valley, completely exposing his unsatisfied side. No matter if it was day or night, as long as he and Hai Xiaomin were alone, Hai Xiaomin would not be able to get out of bed unless it was time to eat!

Every time she supported herself on the edge of the bed, his legs trembling as she descended to the ground, Hai Xiaomin would grind his teeth in anger. Every time she supported herself on the edge of the bed, his legs trembling as she descended, Hai Xiaomin would grind his teeth as she grit his teeth.

These past few days, Ling Yao seemed to have taken a different way to earn money from her. As for whether or not she had actually lost anything, that was very questionable!

Another three days passed in the blink of an eye. It was time to stop playing and prepare for the upcoming test.

After crossing the Atlantic, they arrived at the destination of the flight — San Francisco.

Ling Yao didn't bring her to the Rose Villa, where the old Noguchi lived, but instead settled down in an old house in San Francisco.

It was more like a small castle.

The European architecture of the beginning of the last century was mainly made of stone-heaped buildings. Just by looking at the marks left by the wind and rain on the stones, one could tell how old the buildings were. From afar, one side of the walls were covered with green climbing tigers, giving the old buildings a bit of vitality.

Hai Xiaoming had been to this place before. When she was recuperating in a sanatorium in San Francisco, she had visited Tang Xuan in a nearby city and was taken away by a group of people on the way back.