311: C311 Witnessing Love

C311 Witnessing Love

Hai Xiaomin flipped through the draft of Lady Lilian's work and deeply agreed with Ling Yao's judgment, even though she was a little sorry for Hai Xiaomin's mother's old classmate. But to tell the truth, even a layman like her could see the difference between an international top designer and an ordinary designer.

"Mr. Nazhi's wife has a special kind of beauty. She has the typical gentle temperament of an Eastern woman, and she also has other things mixed together. She gives me the feeling that she is like a budding red rose. The crystal dewdrops kiss her delicate flower petals, making me look forward to the beauty when it blooms!"

Lady Lilian sized Hai Xiaomin up. Her smiling eyes were filled with appreciation for beauty as she said with emotion.

The French deeply imprinted romance into their bones, and even evolved words into an art. So Lady Lilian used a slightly exaggerated way of describing Hai Xiaomin and praised her.

This was the first time Hai Xiaomin received such praise, and she was somewhat flattered. " Lady Lilian, you flatter me."

"Madam and Sir both have outstanding appearances. I look forward to seeing my work add a bit of brilliance to your work!" Lady Lilian raised her beautiful curved neck and looked at the young couple with a smile.

Ling Yao raised his eyebrows slightly. "I believe that Lady Lilian will have a very pleasant cooperation with us."

Lady Lilian smiled and said, "Don't worry, the two of you have given me a lot of inspiration. Next, let's discuss the details. What do the bride and groom need from the wedding dress?"

Lady Lilian was a very friendly and kind person. She had a very pleasant conversation with her for the entire afternoon. When she measured the size of the two, lilian noticed that there was a pink scar on Hai Xiaomin's wrist. Although the color was very light, judging from the length and width, the wound at that time was not shallow.

"This is..." She hesitated and asked Hai Xiaomin with her eyes.

"Uh..." Hai Xiaomin was wearing a long sleeve today, so the wound on her arm that had just healed was blocked. The scar on her wrist was inconspicuous, so she usually did not care about it. She did not expect that it would be noticed by Lady Lilian.

Seeing this scar, Ling Yao's eyes slightly trembled. That shallow scar reminded him of a tide-like memory.

Seeing the two of them fall into silence, lilian sensed something and hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, I was just casually asking. If it's not convenient to answer, you don't have to take this question to heart."

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

He looked into Hai Xiaomin's eyes and the corner of his mouth curled into a nostalgic smile. Hai Xiaomin opened her mouth and subconsciously did not want him to bring up the past, but when the words reached her mouth, she swallowed them back.

Those things had already passed a long time and during this period of time, too many things had happened. Regarding those past events, she should not be limited to gratitude and the struggle of sacrifice like at that time.

Ling Yao told Lady Lilian the story of the two of them falling into the sea and being stranded on a deserted island. When he told the story of Hai Xiaomin cutting her wrist to feed him blood in order to let him live, the female lead covered her mouth in surprise and was moved to tears.

"Lady Lilian, are you alright?" When Hai Xiaomin finished Ling Yao's story, she gave Lilian a tissue. It was said that artists were very emotional. The lady in front of her was a typical romantic.

"Thank you, I'm fine. I really didn't expect... It really surprised me. I actually had such a tragic and beautiful love experience. And the person involved in the story is right in front of me!" Taking the tissue and wiping her tears, lady Lilian smiled with red eyes. "It is a gift from God that the two of you are able to get together. Without a doubt, you will love each other until you are old. "

"Thank you for your blessing!" Hai Xiaomin was grateful.

They had dinner together again that night. Both parties agreed on a time to read the first draft of the design before they bid each other farewell and left.

Back at the hotel, Hai Xiaomin laid on the bed and did not want to move anymore. However, she was pulled up by Ling Yao and left the hotel without stopping.

What?

Of course it was to watch the night scene!

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

From Champs-Elvis Street to the Eifield Tower, the two of them blended into the tourists on the street. They watched as they walked and took pictures. They enjoyed themselves until the later half of the night. The next day, they went to the places that they swam to the first night again. After all, these places had different sceneries during the day and at night.

After staying in Paris for three days, the two of them flew to the Greek Sea of Aegean under the escort of the bodyguards.

Similarly, the Aegean Sea was also a romantic holy land for traveling. The blue sea and the white fine sand seemed to give a different meaning to the scenery after recalling the stranded island.

The shore of the Aegean Sea easily reminded them of the White Sand embankment surrounded by seawater. However, this place was very different from the deserted island. The white houses on the cliff were filled with a holy aura. The hotel they stayed in at night was on top of it.

However, Hai Xiaomin and Ling Yao seemed to have different views on the honeymoon trip. One stared at the honeymoon and the other closely watched the trip.

Hai Xiaomin enjoyed the beautiful exotic scenery along the way. Wherever she went, she would eat, drink, and have fun. In Ling Yao's eyes, Hai Xiaomin, who was not wearing any clothes, seemed to be more pleasing to the eyes than these scenery!0

These few days, the two of them relaxed their bodies and minds. Hai Xiaomin always wore all kinds of beautiful dresses and dressed beautifully. She was jumping and jumping in front of him. She was smiling and smiling sweetly. Little did he know that every charming look in her eyes, and every sweet and pleasant laughter of hers were subtly stirring his heart!

Therefore, Ling Yao abandoned the image of being a prince charming in the Forbidden Valley and completely exposed the side of what he, gu, wanted. Regardless of whether it was during the day or night, as long as he and Hai Xiaomin were alone, other than eating time, Hai Xiaomin almost couldn't get out of bed!

Every time Hai Xiaomin supported the edge of the bed and her legs trembled as she got down, she would gnash her teeth in anger. It was good that Mr. Ling had a good kidney and good work. He really did not pour any water. Seeing Ling Yao's face full of satisfaction, she could not help but reflect deeply. Had she fallen into another trap?

These few days, Ling Yao seemed to have earned back his money from her in another way. As for whether she had lost or not... This was worth discussing!

In the blink of an eye, another three days had passed. It was time for them to stop having fun and prepare to face the harsh test.

After crossing the Atlantic Ocean, the group arrived at the destination of the flight - San Francisco.

Ling Yao did not bring her to the Rose Villa where Old Nazhi lived. Instead, he stayed in an old residence in San Francisco.

It was more like a small castle than an old house.

The European architectural style at the beginning of the last century was mainly made of stone. Just from the traces of the wind and rain on the stone, one could tell that the building was ancient. Looking from afar, one side of the outer wall was covered with green climbing tigers, adding vitality to the ancient building.

Hai Xiaomin had come to this place before. When she was recuperating in the sanatorium in San Francisco, she had gone to the neighboring city to visit Tang Xuan. On the way back, she was taken away by a group of people. After Ling Yao rescued her, he had placed her here for a night to sleep.

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