Young Master Yan, it's hard to end without getting married!

Chapter 43 Don't Understand Her
Gu Yu boarded the plane wearing a mask, and Xu Yan booked the entire VIP cabin.

After putting away her luggage, she sat on her seat and rubbed the space between her eyebrows a little tiredly.

At this moment, a pair of warm big hands pressed her hand, "Are you tired?"

Gu Yu looked up and saw the man's face, and he sat beside her, "It will take at least ten hours to fly to Milan, let's take a rest first."

Mentioning Milan, Gu Yu's heart was touched, she nodded, "Okay."

Milan is the center of fashion in the world. The night here is full of unique beauty. Exquisite neon lights and flickering screens illuminate the whole city. The Italian women passing by are well-proportioned and beautiful, and they leave in high heels.

It was late at night when the two got off the plane, the location of the airport was a bit remote, there were not many people on the road, and occasionally a few cars roared by.

Xu Yan was not used to eating in-flight meals, so he didn't eat much all day long.

"I booked the plane ticket. In order to express your gratitude, I will treat you to dinner."

Invisibly, Xu Yan in a foreign country seemed to be a little different, not as serious as he was in China.

Gu Yu was stunned for a moment, "Okay."

She was familiar with the route and told the driver the route. It was not until Xu Yan got off the car that he finally believed that Gu Yu really brought him to eat at a roadside stall.

This is a shop owned by a local Italian couple. It has a history of seven or eight years. Gu Yu randomly found a place to sit down, and then greeted Xu Yan, "Come, sit here."

The proprietress is a slightly fat blonde woman. When she saw her, she first squinted her eyes and observed for a long time, and then said in authentic Italian, "I haven't seen you in four or five years?"

"You have a good memory."

Gu Yu's Italian is a bit broken, and he can only speak some simple vocabulary.

The proprietress chatted for a few words and started to order, until the proprietress was ready to prepare the pizza with a smile, Xu Yan frowned and asked.

"You seem to know this place very well, and you are also an old acquaintance with the boss."

Gu Yu chuckled, casually lifted her hair and tied it into a ponytail, feeling a little melancholy looking at the night sky.

"I used to come here to study abroad, but at that time I was poor and white, and I had never been to a high-end restaurant."

"Sometimes I would reward myself for coming here after I got my wages from odd jobs. Later, when I returned to China, I never had pizza from this restaurant again. I really miss it."

Xu Yan pursed his lips, it was the first time he knew these things after spending so long with Gu Yu.

Seeing Xu Yan's sudden silence, Gu Yu also guessed his thoughts.

She naturally changed the subject, "This Margherita pizza is the most authentic I have ever eaten, and the owner of this stall is from Neapolitan."

"it is good."

After dinner, Gu Yu took Xu Yan to the park in the center of the city. The two of them walked along the river. The cool night wind messed up Gu Yu's long hair, and the occasional passing Italian man couldn't help but look sideways.

"It's beautiful here, isn't it? Every time I was depressed, I would come here and cry quietly for a while."

Although the weather was a little bit cold, tiredness gradually came to my heart.

But Gu Yu didn't want it to end in such a sloppy way, that the peaceful years would slip away unknowingly like sand.

"So you have so many secrets."

"It's not a secret. I always feel that some things are not unknowable, but I have never tried to know."

After finishing speaking, Gu Yu looked into Xu Yan's eyes, and her sensitive emotions played out wantonly at night, she became a little more courageous, and said what she had always wanted to say.

"Xu Yan, do you love Shen Jiaying?"

For whatever reason, she wanted to know the answer.

But until now, it seems that no matter what the answer is, she is always the one who gets hurt.

Xu Yan smiled playfully, he seemed to be indifferent, and replied casually: "Who do you think I love?"

He seemed to answer his own question, but also didn't seem to.

Gu Yu looked at him and was silent for a few seconds.

"I'm tired and want to go back to sleep for a while."

She didn't want to continue this topic, she opened her mouth to interrupt the condensed atmosphere, then turned and left after speaking.

The jewelry exhibition on the second day was held at the Central Museum of Milan.The main colors of the decoration here are beige and coffee, which are warm and luxurious. The paintings seen along the way are all world-renowned masterpieces.

Gu Yu followed Xu Yan into the venue, walked through the corridor and finally reached the entrance of the hall.

Xu Yan's cell phone vibrated suddenly, he frowned slightly and took out the cell phone, then turned his head and said, "You go in first, I'll answer the call."

After speaking, Xu Yan left in a hurry.

Gu Yu just wanted to enter the hall, but was stopped by the waiter, "Excuse me, miss, please donate your jewelry and register first."

"What jewelry?"

Although she is very familiar with Milan, it is only limited to those places that smell of fireworks. She has never been to this venue before, and she has never known the rules here.

The waiter didn't change his face, and patiently explained: "This is a private charity jewelry exhibition. Guests entering the venue need to donate a piece of jewelry as an auction item. You can also take pictures of items donated by others. Of course...the money will be used as Charity fund to help children in need."

Before Gu Yu could answer, a sharp voice came from behind, "You'd better go back, this is not the place where bumpkins should come."

Gu Yu turned her head and saw that the woman who spoke was slim, and all the clothes and bags on her body were limited to famous brands. She raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked Gu Yu up and down unceremoniously.

"Since you can't take it out, go, don't waste my time."

Gu Yu felt a little sullen in her heart, but her face remained calm and elegant, "Are you Chinese?"

The woman frowned, "How do you know?"

"It can be heard from your accent. You are deliberately close to the pronunciation of the natives of Milan, but your pronunciation is poor because of your lack of proficiency. You can probably guess that you are not a local."

"Not to mention you have an Asian face."

The woman was humiliated by Gu Yu on the spot, and she glared at her angrily, "It's not your turn, bumpkin."

Just as Gu Yu was about to speak, a male voice came from behind him, the voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of dissatisfaction and anger in his tone.

"Pay attention to your wording."

Xu Yan's usually indifferent face became a little colder in vain. He glanced coldly at the Chinese woman, and then took out two gift boxes from his pocket.

The waiter accepted the jewelry and said respectfully, "Thank you sir, please come in."

Xu Yan nodded slightly, and led Gu Yu into the hall, ignoring the furious look of the woman behind him.

Gu Yu thought for a moment, then slowly approached Xu Yan, and said softly: "Thank you for helping me out, otherwise I would really be ashamed to go abroad today."

"It should be me who said sorry, I shouldn't leave you temporarily."

(End of this chapter)