Giulio had some business to discuss, so Qin Mo declined his suggestion to visit the bigwigs in Suez. Instead, she and Shia checked into the largest hotel in Suez. They agreed to depart for Alexandria three days later.
After Giulio left, Shia dragged Qin Mo to the Grand Bazaar, and Qin Mo had no choice but to agree to spend an hour with her.
This time, Qin Mo learned his lesson. No matter what Xia asked, he said he didn't know or didn't recognize it. Only when he couldn't persuade her otherwise would he buy her a little something. It wasn't that he was stingy with money, but he was afraid that once they arrived in the bustling West Continent, they would be forced to wander around shopping every day.
"Qin Mo, you're getting more and more stingy!"
"Qin Mo, are you still a prince looking like this?"
"Qin Mo, will you stay and shop with me a little longer?"
No matter how much Xia acted cute and charming, Qin Mo would turn back after an hour, with little Xia following behind him, chattering and throwing a tantrum.
Qin Mo walked ahead, and Shia tugged at his sleeve, pulling him into the hotel. The hotel was located on the banks of the Suez River, and the river water irrigated a lot of greenery. Travelers from the northern desert would be captivated by this greenery and would be willing to stay an extra night.
Behind the hotel, in a garden, sat more than a dozen small courtyards. This was the best place to stay in the entire Suez, and Qin Mo, who was not short of money, naturally rented one of them.
He suddenly stopped, which surprised Shia, who was following behind him. Then she followed Qin Mo's gaze and saw a person sitting by the small lake in the garden, silently watching the two of them.
She wore a white, floor-length tulle dress, which seemed to be covered with a layer of moisture, emitting a hazy glow. The exquisite silver crown on her head was one of the few ornaments she wore, but the radiance surrounding it made her extremely beautiful face appear mysterious and noble.
She had straight blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a typical oval face. Upon closer inspection, she even bore a slight resemblance to Shia.
She stood up, ignoring Qin Mo who was blocking her way, and came to Xia Ya, revealing a bright smile.
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