What happened to the driver's family reached Su Qiao's ears.

She knew that Su Zhan was very clever. But she didn't expect that the chess pieces he had finally buried would be discovered by him in less than a month.

There are many worries and long nights, and the situation is unfavorable.

Lu Mingyuan didn't know Su Qiao's situation, and of course he couldn't help her. Early the next morning, he packed up his things and took the train to Venice. In order to facilitate contact with people, he brought his mobile phone for the first time.

Before leaving, Lu Mingyuan left his mobile phone number to Su Qiao and said, "This is my new number."

Su Qiao glanced at it and vowed: "I can carry it."

Lu Mingyuan thought she was joking.

Su Qiao saw through his suspicion and repeated it on the spot. She showed off to Lu Mingyuan: "I learned to calculate accounts at the age of seven and make financial statements at the age of ten... To memorize a series of numbers, just one glance is enough."

Lu Mingyuan and Su Qiao are completely opposite.

Complex mathematics gave him a headache. In many cases, he relied on inspiration and intuition. In other words, he was a genius without self-awareness.

However, after hearing about Su Qiao's specialties, Lu Mingyuan felt a sense of admiration. He said, "You had a hard time when you were a child. Did your parents train you to be the heir to the company?"

Su Qiao felt that there was a trick in his words.

But she chose to tell the truth: "Yes, I am an only child. In the future, I will definitely inherit my father's legacy."

Lu Mingyuan's father also said these four words to his son: "A son inherits his father's legacy."

It's a pity that Lu Mingyuan rejected him, leaving no room for negotiation.

That afternoon, Lu Mingyuan set off from Venice Railway Station and took a boat to the designated pier - his father sent a subordinate to meet him near the pier.

The blue sea surface spreads again and again, and the light and shadow shake in the water waves.

Seagulls circled around the sailboat, mixed with their long calls. A group of tourists gathered at the pier, looking leisurely and speaking various languages. The sea breeze blew from a distance, bringing a moist breath and blending into this floating ship on the water.

City.

Those tourists said, look, everything in Venice is fascinating.

Lu Mingyuan traveled alone without a partner. He carried his travel bag and sat on a bench on the shore. A snow-white seagull approached him and landed at his feet, pacing back and forth, begging for food in a civilized manner.

The travel bag contained clothes, a passport and a wallet, but nothing else. Lu Mingyuan leaned on the back of his chair and said to Seagull, "You've got the wrong person. I didn't bring anything to eat."

The seagull flapped its wings and flew to the other side.

A palace stood on the opposite bank, shining brightly and resplendent, showing Baroque luxury. But a cruise ship blocked its view. As the ship got closer and closer, the man standing on the deck attracted Lu Mingyuan's full attention.

She was wearing a straw hat, her wrists resting on the fence, and the flowing wind lifted the hem of her long skirt, unable to cover her snow-white calves.

It's Su Qiao.

Su Qiao also saw Lu Mingyuan. Across the shoals with undulating waves, she held her hat in one hand and the railing in the other, and smiled at him.

Lu Mingyuan frowned at first. Then he relaxed his brows and sighed softly. He stood up from his seat and walked to where the ship docked. When Su Qiao got off the ship, Lu Mingyuan extended his hand to her.

Su Qiao teased: "This is the first time you took the initiative to lead me."

"It's not the first time." Lu Mingyuan remembered it more clearly than she did. Perhaps because the sea breeze was too lingering, he also said something indifferent, "How do you know I'm here? Do you have to follow me wherever I go?"

Where?"

Su Qiao abandoned her sense of shame and replied happily: "Yes, did you just find out?"

She followed in his footsteps, walking along the ancient stone streets towards the outskirts of the city - where Venetian street artists live. Some of them dressed themselves up as sculptures, imitating the great works of the Renaissance.

Su Qiao paused for a moment, took out a few euro coins and put them into the container in front of the statue.

Lu Mingyuan asked subconsciously: "Do you like this look?"

Su Qiao blurted out: "Of course I like you more than them."

"There's nothing to compare," Lu Mingyuan disagreed, "They are all strangers."

On the right side of the street is a sea, and on the left are endless buildings. A woman wearing a long jeep skirt stands in front of the door to solicit business. Her shop is hung with earrings, necklaces, and handmade masks, all in a haphazard and unorganized manner.

.

Su Qiao stood in front of the display window and took a fancy to a hair accessory.

While observing the silver hairpin, she talked to Lu Mingyuan: "The person I like most is you. Really, Lu Mingyuan, I'm not kidding you."

Lu Mingyuan's hand in his pocket tightened and then relaxed a little. He still refused to believe her, so he said perfunctorily: "I quite like myself too."

Su Qiao chuckled lightly.

The owner of the shop, the woman from Jeep Village, had already come over to sell exquisite jewelry to Su Qiao.

Su Qiao lowered her voice and whispered to her in English: "Madam, my husband and I had a fight. Is there a fitting room in your store? I want to chat with him in a quiet place."

She paid some euros.

Get a small room with exquisite decoration.

Su Qiao lured Lu Mingyuan in: "Come on, help me try on that necklace."

Lu Mingyuan reminded: "At four o'clock in the afternoon, the people sent by my father will meet us at the dock."

Su Qiao showed her watch: "There's still one and a half hours left. You came so early, so you have plenty of time."

The interior of the fitting room was narrow, with only room for the two of them to stand. Su Qiao pushed her long hair upward to reveal her white and tender neck. She invited Lu Mingyuan to wear a necklace for her, but he did not refuse.

In the claustrophobic secret room, an iron lamp hung high.

The light flickered and the mirror reflected light. Lu Mingyuan looked down at her and touched her neck with his fingers. He pressed it gently, appreciating the soft touch, and saw Su Qiao's beautiful eyes in the mirror. His pupils were the only ones in them.

shadow.

He couldn't tell whether Su Qiao was trying to seduce him or try on the necklace. If it was the former, she had already achieved her wish.

"No need to try it," Lu Mingyuan said suddenly, "whatever you wear will suit you."

After saying this, he opened the door and walked out.

Fresh air rushed in, causing Su Qiao to take a deep breath. A few meters away, Lu Mingyuan was paying the bill. The shopkeeper helped him put on the necklace and asked with a smile: "Sir, are you still quarreling with your wife?"

Lu Mingyuan held the wallet and was startled for a moment, then said: "You misunderstood, she and I get along well."

He couldn't figure out why he answered like this.

Vocabulary has also become poor.

After leaving the shop, Su Qiao bought some bread and sat on a chair to feed the seagulls. The necklace Lu Mingyuan gave her was put into her suitcase with great care - she had many more valuable jewelry than this, and she never

Nothing pleases her so much.

At four o'clock that afternoon, the person assigned by Lu Chen did not show up.

It wasn't until dinner was over that Lu Mingyuan's cell phone rang.

Inside the hotel, candlelight flickered, and Venice at night was visible outside the glass window. Su Qiao picked up the endless pasta with a fork, rolled the noodles into a round shape, and heard Lu Mingyuan whisper: "I am not alone. This afternoon, I

I said hello to my father."

He held his cell phone and looked out the door: "You are five hours late and the sun is setting now."

Standing at the door was a burly man with a shaved head, a strong build, and a green tattoo on his left arm. He waved to Lu Mingyuan, with a wide smile and neat teeth: "Boss Lu asked me to pick you up.

Come on, let’s get on the boat now?”

Lu Mingyuan knew not to judge people by their appearance.

But he still picked up the wine glass and said to Su Qiao: "I can't guarantee your safety. You stay in the hotel and don't follow me anymore."

Su Qiao took his hand, lowered his head, and drank from his glass.

Lu Mingyuan stretched out his finger, and his fingertips grazed her lips. What Su Qiao did gave people the illusion that Lu Mingyuan could press Su Qiao against the wall and kiss her anytime, anywhere. As long as he liked it.

Su Qiao's voice broke the atmosphere: "I have to meet Lu Chen. I can also guarantee safety. Please trust me."

Su Qiao was rarely serious, so Lu Mingyuan reluctantly agreed. He omitted many details and deliberately did not think about it to reduce his suspicion of Su Qiao. But sailing at night, passing through the waterways of Venice, and heading to a hidden residence - the above three points made him

Lu Mingyuan couldn't let go of his guard.

He was sitting on an inconspicuous boat, completely ignoring the night view of Venice.

Su Qiao and Lu Mingyuan were side by side, and the man holding the boat was the burly man. He had his back to them, and he was so far away that he couldn't even see his figure clearly.

There was a light on the bow of the boat, and the night protected them. The stone bridge floated overhead, thousands of stars were reflected in the water, and sixteenth-century buildings were located on both sides of the river.

"It's so beautiful," Su Qiao said, "but I heard that it's easy to get lost here."

She was holding something in her hand, so small and portable that it was hard to find.

Lu Mingyuan guessed that it was a navigation device. He said nothing and was quite indulgent.

Su Qiao asked again: "You told me yesterday that you would get seasick...are you sick now?"

"I'm a little dizzy," Lu Mingyuan admitted, but emphasized again and again, "Only a little."

Su Qiao took a box of candies and made a "bang" sound: "Eat a few mint candies and you won't faint."
Chapter completed!