She suddenly wanted to try her luck.
"Thank you." After listening to the story, Zhiyun did not forget to express her gratitude.
The mother shook her head and said, "You're welcome. I wish you could see the statue of the queen too, because my child has seen it before." Then the mother said to the little boy, "Baby, say goodbye to your sister, and let's go."
It turned out that the little boy had seen the stone statue of the queen.
He was so young, but he still remembered it after seeing it.
When the little boy was taken away by his mother, he waved back to Zhiyun, "Goodbye, Queen."
Zhiyun: “…”
She is not the queen!
Children's ability to distinguish is different from that of adults. Maybe the little boy just thinks that she is as beautiful as the queen, not that she looks like her.
This is what Zhiyun thought.
Oh no! I’m being narcissistic again.
The magnificent and beautiful opera house is home to exquisite cultural arts.
Only after buying very expensive tickets could Zhiyun go to the top floor of the opera house and watch the sea.
The largest sea in Vienna is also called the Vienna Sea.
But that is the largest sea.
She saw the azure sea and blue sky, the white sailboats, and the bridge connecting the sea. Its unique charm was like a beautiful painting that perfectly combined nature and modernity, which made everyone who saw it gasp in amazement.
There was nothing visible on the sea except the white capsized boat.
It seems that it will be difficult to see the stone statue.
This time it’s not about money, it’s about luck.
Zhiyun took out her cell phone to take a picture.
It's a selfie.
Only half of her face was shown in the photo, as most of it was intended to capture the magnificent and towering bridge in the background.
Then he sent the photos he had just taken to Han Qingrang via WeChat.
The next second, the phone rang, and Zhiyun answered it and asked, "Is the photo good?"
After asking, there was a dead silence on the other end of the phone, without a single sound.
Zhiyun slowly raised the corners of her lips, unable to restrain them from rising.
I thought to myself: You didn’t expect that! I’ve come to Smantu!
You can’t hold back just one phone call!
"Zhizhi," he spoke, his voice clear and calm, without any unusual changes, and asked, "Where are you?"
Zhiyun told him: "I'm at the Vienna Opera House."
"Vienna Opera?" he asked in surprise, as if he didn't know.
Zhiyun told him seriously, "I'm in Simantu. I decided to come here to relax and travel. By the way, are you done with your work in Dongjiang? If you are, I'll arrange a connecting flight to pick you up."
In fact, Han Qingrang knew everything.
He knew about Zhiyun's affairs in Xihua, and he also knew about Zhiyun's temporary departure to Europe and then transfer to Smantu.
Including the time of her arrival in Smantu, everything was precisely under his control.
He never thought he was hiding it well.
On the contrary, he frequently showed his flaws in front of her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have followed Simantu just to find out his identity.
"Zhizhi, I've finished my work here. You don't have to pick me up. I can do it myself." He said slowly, unhurriedly.
Hearing this, Zhiyun licked her back teeth and said in a servile tone, "How can that be? How can I bear to let Dr. Han spend his own money to book a plane ticket? So, I'll arrange a connecting flight to pick you up. It will be faster this way. By the way, Simanthu is beautiful. I'm waiting for you to come and enjoy it together."
"Okay, Zhizhi, wait for me."
He actually agreed.
But it didn't take long for Zhiyun to find out that Han Qing had 'accidentally' missed the special plane, and in the end she had to buy her own ticket to Simantu.
Zhiyun: “…”
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