Chapter 753

Ahern shrugged and asked curiously, "rarely have you been so attached to a lover."

Ye Zimo taps at the photo to remind Ahern to come back to his senses. The clear words make Ahern smile: "she is not a lover."

Xia Yihan came to a room with the housekeeper. Several foreign women rushed to meet him. They gabbled and took Xia Yihan to another room.

Full of British court dress, Xia Yihan said inconceivably, "do I want to wear these?"

The servants nodded and gathered Xia Yihan to the wardrobe. Three or four servants kept holding the dresses in the cabinet for Xia Yihan to choose from. Two other servants helped Xia Yihan with her hair. Another servant brought her a chest wrap and a whale bone hanger.

In the living room, Ahern put out a projector on which ye Zimo was not a strange figure. "Kiu, the biggest Mafia leader in Italy at present, is said to have disappeared for a long time. Some people say that the current power holder has not been him, but another person."

Ye Zimo asked in a deep voice, "how to find him?"

Ahern shrugged. "As an English gentleman, I don't like the harsh aesthetic style of Italy, but it's said that Kiu likes jewelry very much. You can try your luck there."

The housekeeper walked gently to Ahern. Ahern's eyes were shining and he walked quickly to the door. He 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 down."

Ye Zimo did not move on the sofa, but his eyes were dim and bright. The complicated white waves divided the skirt into layers. His very thin waist and legs were matched with Xia Yihan's already excellent facial features. His hair was slightly combed up to reveal his bright and clean forehead.

"It's beautiful." Ye Zimo nodded and said.

Xia Yihan shy away from the scene, two people do not hide the admiration, want to walk a few steps, forget the British skirt is too long, left foot on the right foot, crooked toward the front ramp.

"Yi Han." Ahern called out in a hurry. He wanted to reach out. A black figure flashed in front of him. He quickly fished the waist of Xia Yihan.

With a click, Ahern took the camera in his hand to take a picture of the two people. "What a quick skill. It seems that Zimo's Chinese Kung Fu is stronger." Ahern praised.

Ye Zimo took Xia Yihan's hand and walked along the corridor. Ahern looked at Ye Zimo's back and said seriously, "Zimo, Xiaochun knows you've come back."

Ye Zimo's back was stunned and did not stop to "where to go?" Xia Yihan was strangled a little bit, gasping slightly to keep up with asked.

"I don't mind if you want to go out in this dress."

Wearing some loose dresses, Xia Yihan pulls back the clothes that have been hanging down to the shoulders.

"I'm sorry, we'll inform the designer to come and customize the dress for Miss Xia immediately." Said the housekeeper apologetically.

"No more." Ye Zimo takes Xia Yihan to the shopping center of Rome all the way. Xia Yihan holds his clothes on his shoulders and keeps up with him.

On the revolving stairs, Xia Yihan looks at the magnificent buildings with wide eyes. Ye Zimo, who had stood relaxed beside him, suddenly put his arms around Xia Yihan's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "you go to buy clothes first, and I will be back soon."

Xia Yihan raised his hand to grasp Ye Zimo and asked clearly. The clothes on his shoulder slipped down, and he quickly pulled it back. A blink of an eye, ye Zimo had already strode towards the exit.

Xia Yihan walks to the second floor alone. Ye Zimo is not there. Xia Yihan suddenly has no idea of shopping. He chooses a Chinese clothing store and goes in.

The shop assistant introduced chips suitable for Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan picked up a dress and crossed it with two hands: "I want this dress."

"Miss Zhang, this lady saw this dress first." The shop assistant rushed forward.

"Paul, you see, I want this dress!" The woman turned her head and spoiled the man beside her.

The clerk pulled Xia Yihan aside and whispered, "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 let it go."

Xia Yihan turned to look at the man, blue small eyes, yellow hair because of too much glue appears to be stiff, and protruding belly.

"What are you looking at?" The woman stood in front of the man, disdain said: "like you, I see a lot of money, you don't hit his attention."

Although Xia Yihan hated the arrogance of women, he didn't want to embarrass the shop assistant. He put down his clothes in the grateful eyes of the shop assistant: "I won't buy any more."

The woman arrogant with clothes into the fitting room, Xia Yihan just out of the shop door, just the man from behind to catch up: "you are very beautiful."

The man stretched out his hand to touch Xia Yihan's face. Xia Yihan evaded the angry voice in English: "Sir, please respect yourself."

The man grinned strangely and took out a handful of money from the wallet, just like stuffing 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 clothes and yelled: "you are such a shameless woman that you want to see a man."

People around began to come here frequently. Xia Yihan shook off the man's hand with money, grabbed the woman's clothes and took out a gold card from the bag: "I'll take this dress."

The woman saw the gold card in Xia Yihan's hand, her eyes brightened, and then she disdained to say, "maybe it's in exchange for a beautiful face."

Xia Yihan has patience: "I am a designer of fashion jewelry brand, I designed the ring you are wearing on your hand, and with my current income, I can still afford this skirt."

The woman's face turned blue and white, and subconsciously hid 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 as much for this dress. You're a man fed woman. " The woman also took out a gold card from her bag.

"I wish she could take care of me." There was a deep voice outside the door, and the woman turned her head, and her eyes could not help sticking to each other.

Perfect skeleton, black casual suit 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 was blue and white, and the clothes here were still worn by her for a long time before the man would bring him.

"Honey, let's go." The man whispered.

"Get out of here and look at your bear!" The woman angry fierce cut a Xia Yihan, hate to go out.

Put on the comfortable dress, Xia Yihan and ye Zimo went downstairs, and a sweet voice called out: "brother Zimo."

Xia Yihan looks up in surprise. Not far away, a Chinese girl in a pink dress looks at them sweetly and jumps up and runs up to encircle Ye Zimo's arm.

"Xiaochun, don't make any noise." Ye Zimo quietly opened his arm.

The girl called Xiaochun flat mouth, bean big eyes fell down: "brother Zimo, how can you be so fierce, I don't have this sister good-looking, you must be in love with new love."

Xiaochun's cry is getting louder and louder. There are people all around. Xia Yihan has a headache. Subconsciously, he grabs Ye Zimo's arm and hands it to Xiaochun: "here you are. Don't cry."

Xia Yihan just wants to comfort Xiaochun. Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan strangely and never breaks free. Let Xiaochun hold on.

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 was anxious in his heart, and his subconscious tone was a little heavy: "don't make trouble."

Summer a Han see small pure wronged straight tears, had to voice: "you don't cry."

Ye Zimo took out his mobile phone and called Ahern. He pulled Xia Yihan's hand directly into the car and left.

"She's just a child." Xia Yihan looks in the rearview mirror.

The shoulder was vigorously twisted back, ye Zimo got close to gnaw and bit, and growled: "Xia Yihan, do you have me in your heart 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? Will a child play with a bunch of Mafia? " Ye Zimo yelled and looked out of the window, leaving Xia Yihan a trance.

The car was parked in a huge transparent building. Xia Yihan got out of the car and swept around. Beside the building, there was a luxury car with no name. He couldn't help laughing bitterly. Since he met Ye Zimo, he really saw too many different things from the previous world.

Ye Zimo stretched out his hand to drag Xia Yihan and said in a low voice: "wait, no matter what you do, you can't leave my sight, do you know?"

Xia Yihan nods, and ye Zimo looks better. After a few steps, he still steps back to drag Xia Yihan's hand in his hand, and then he walks towards the gate.

In the huge Gothic architecture, people come and go in an endless stream. Xia Yihan follows Ye Zimo, and people constantly look up at Xia Yihan, and some even praise him.

As they walked down the long corridor, the lights were getting dimmer, and from behind a door came the sound of souso's voice.

The waiter leads Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan to the second floor. Different from the noisy atmosphere on the first floor, the second floor is quieter and the vision is better.

Xia Yihan picked up the list on the table, looked at a drink followed by several zeros, could not help but spit out his tongue.

Dim lights focused on the stage center, "welcome to today's jewelry auction, today we will auction Caesar's personal articles in the maritime era, and do not miss your favorite customers."

Ye Zimo did not put his eyes in the center of the stage, but looked around, until his eyes were on another man, occupying the largest box. The man seemed to unconsciously tap the gem on his crutch.

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo's eyes and said in surprise, "isn't that Kiu's dead son?"Ye Zimo seems to not care about nodding, and finally moved his eyes back to the stage. The man who had been straight looked at Xia Yihan in silence.