Chapter 237 Milan Cathedral
Lu Qian couldn't help but frown when he heard the maid's words.
Vanessa slapped someone? She had never heard of it.
Vanessa was an extremely good woman at hiding her emotions. Almost no one had ever seen her angry, including Lu Qian.
Last night, Vanessa had the most emotional fluctuations that Lu Qian had seen in more than two months.
What on earth was she doing in the study? Why was she so furious when she was caught by a little maid?
Lu Qian patted the maid's thin shoulders and comforted her softly, "It's okay, you won't be fired. I'll have your head maid explain this to the head maid later."
The maid almost dropped her jaw when she heard this.
Let the boss explain?! Why are these words so niche?
Lu Qian thought the maid didn't believe him, so she reassured her: "You don't have to clean the first floor these few days. Just clean this floor and the corridor of Jiang Luan's laboratory."
In this case, the head maid should not dare to touch her.
The maid was even more incredulous, her mouth opened even wider, "Master Jiang...Master Jiang Luan's laboratory?!"
That's not a place servants can go.
"If anyone asks, just say it was Jiang Luan and I who arranged it," Lu Qian pushed her back, "Go clean up, I have something to do."
"Yes! Yes! I'll go right away!"
After the maid left, Lu Qian was still uneasy.
What the hell is Vanessa up to?
Besides, she can enter and exit Cheng Yi's study at will. Even if the maid sees her, there is no need to make such a fuss, right?
Lu Qian thought about it and couldn't help but sneer.
Vanessa also said that she had never thought of being Cheng Yi's woman, and her ambition was written all over her face.
But after this self-deprecating laugh, Lu Qian's heart began to feel empty.
Vanessa is very important to both Tavia and Cheng Yi. Since the day Cheng Yi became the leader of Tavia, she has been in charge of the affairs of the mansion and has been quite popular over the years.
Even if Lu Qian knew her feelings for Cheng Yi, what would it matter? She didn't believe that Cheng Yi, who could see through people's hearts at a glance, didn't know.
But a woman like this cannot and cannot leave.
She will always be a thorn in Lu Qian's throat, unable to go up or down.
Lu Qian looked at the square skylight of the mansion. The sunlight shone through it, trying hard to squeeze into this space that did not belong to it.
Love is such a harmful thing.
Qu Le and Bai Yao came down from upstairs and happened to see Lu Qian negotiating with the attendants.
"Please prepare a car for me and leave immediately."
"Yes, Miss Lu."
Qu Le walked up and asked, "Where are you going to prepare the car?"
Lu Qian turned around and met Qu Le's gaze. "I was just about to tell you, take care of your lunch by yourself. I want to go see the Milan Cathedral."
Qu Le jumped three feet high, raised his hands and shouted, "Then I want to go too!"
Lu Qian glanced up and down at Qu Le with an expression that said, "Forget it."
"What are you going to do? Don't you hate those kinds of exquisite and gorgeous things?"
Qu Le pouted in dissatisfaction, "What are you looking at? Can't I just go to the cathedral and soak up the artistic atmosphere?"
"Don't let yourself fall asleep."
"No, I don't care. I'll go."
Qu Le started to act like a spoiled brat whenever she disagreed with someone. She found that this trick worked on everyone.
Lu Qian asked, "So you're not going to eat?"
Qu Le pulled Bai Yao's arm and said, "Take him there and let him treat us to a meal."
Bai Yao smiled dotingly, "Why are you always thinking about tricking me?"
"Is eating a meal like that considered cheating you? At worst, I can ask Lu Qian to give you a midnight snack in return."
When Lu Qian heard this, he pinched his waist in anger and raised his hand to push Qu Le's forehead, "You've cleared yourself of the blame."
"Oh, alright, alright, let's go."
Qu Le didn't care whether the two people refused or not. He pulled one of them with each hand and walked out of the door side by side.
The weather was nice today, and since Bai Yao was there, they didn't let the driver follow them. They just picked up a sports car and drove towards the city center.
The weather in autumn is getting colder day by day, and the leaves are getting yellower day by day.
The clouds are thin, and under the sunlight, the whole city exudes warmth. That warmth comes from all the senses, vision, feeling, and hearing. The warmth that comes to your face can completely wrap you up.
After having a good meal and a few drinks, the few people stood in front of the Milan Cathedral and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
"It's truly a world-class sight. There are so many people here."
Qu Le raised his hand to block the sunlight and sighed.
There are more tourists going up and down inside and outside than there are Gothic sculptures on the cathedral. I don’t know if they are here to see people or the scenery.
Lu Qian glanced at her and said, "I told you not to come."
Qu Le turned to look at Lu Qian and said righteously, "How can that be possible? What if you get lost? Wouldn't Cheng Yi kill me?"
Lu Qian's pretty face twitched, "...I can get lost?"
"Don't you know you're a total directionally challenged person?"
Lu Qian blushed at Qu Le's words and angrily emphasized, "Occasionally! I just get lost occasionally! I'm not directionally challenged."
Qu Le looked as if he had seen a ghost, "This isn't just about being directionally challenged, it's about me being directionally challenged."
"..." Lu Qian adjusted his expression and gave Qu Le a sinister smile, "You'll have to take care of your own midnight snacks next week."
After saying that, he walked towards Milan Cathedral without looking back.
Qu Le's smile froze, and he ran towards Lu Qian, shouting, "Hey! You can't play like this! We have to compete fairly!"
The cathedral not far away has countless towering spires scattered around, piercing the blue sky at different heights and intensities, drawing the viewer's gaze to the sky.
The strong visual beauty invades the viewer's vision and mind. It is an ultimate collision of religious aesthetics. In front of this sacred product of the Middle Ages, there is no choice but to be shocked and believe.
The gate was just around the corner, and Lu Qian was a little excited. She had been shocked by this magnificent building countless times.
But when it comes to really taking a step forward, there is a subtle hesitation.
The tourists inside were surprisingly quiet and sparse, and you could even hear the white noise of the wind blowing through the church.
The stone pillars, which are more than 600 years old, still stubbornly support the sky composed of obelisks.
The sacred and dreamy stained glass windows of the church are filled with history. Everything that has not been taken away by wind, sand and war is a hymn to mankind.
Lu Qian took a deep breath and smelled a subtle smell of dust, which came from the stone wall.
There were people stopping in front of almost every statue. In this dim atmosphere, even the prayer tables and chairs seemed to be imbued with divinity.
Lu Qian stood in the center of the prayer area, silently enjoying the peace brought by the poem carved in marble.
The sound of the organ came from afar, and the chaotic and uneasy mood was swept away.
She was like a saint, with her hands clasped together, and it was unknown which Lord she was thinking of in her heart.
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